tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53457253837162093262011-07-30T22:08:17.074+08:00stuff i think aboutkatrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.comBlogger811100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-64584759865375608572010-04-18T22:02:00.001+08:002010-04-18T22:03:16.360+08:00

more to follow ...

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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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-18497172659879579222010-03-11T10:33:00.003+08:002010-03-11T10:43:35.364+08:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-66775157647772539042009-11-26T18:58:00.002+08:002009-11-26T19:00:38.857+08:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-78767075918066185642009-06-08T13:54:00.002+08:002009-06-08T14:00:10.815+08:00

... 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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-34813298464034082382009-01-04T22:12:00.002+09:002009-01-04T22:44:32.498+09:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-75638733237415166462008-11-14T09:25:00.002+09:002008-11-14T09:31:48.278+09:00

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?

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-16319650882452419702008-11-12T09:29:00.002+09:002008-11-12T10:17:25.486+09:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-45355407713219157832008-11-10T23:50:00.002+09:002008-11-11T00:00:59.144+09:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-40161365870915609962008-11-04T14:24:00.004+09:002008-11-04T14:31:32.542+09:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-61210711501271426862008-09-05T19:38:00.004+08:002008-09-05T19:43:16.556+08:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-10574386910054243072008-09-02T08:54:00.002+08:002008-09-02T09:05:13.852+08:00

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 (DBT

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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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-69119080601472523722008-08-27T16:54:00.004+08:002008-08-27T17:07:19.484+08:00

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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-34156402597689988112008-08-25T21:53:00.003+08:002008-08-25T22:01:29.614+08:00

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,

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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,

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-73119836842082998212008-08-23T10:32:00.003+08:002008-08-23T10:40:08.117+08:00

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

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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,

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-65079878764904717202008-08-10T17:05:00.003+08:002008-08-10T17:43:29.127+08:00

It'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. But

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-19537005373347102722008-07-30T14:22:00.003+08:002008-07-30T14:26:42.233+08:00

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 felt

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-58495130486149495162008-07-29T01:50:00.001+08:002008-07-29T01:52:00.884+08:00

I need to go to this ...Love CoursePLEASE?

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-10233709000982326312008-07-27T12:19:00.004+08:002008-07-27T12:51:44.679+08:00

I 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

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-60307293778936661782008-07-26T15:57:00.002+08:002008-07-26T16:02:27.237+08:00

We 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.

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-84306413332639320972008-07-15T00:39:00.002+08:002008-07-15T00:43:14.933+08:00

... 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 ...

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One 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 think

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-61589267110987709662008-07-05T22:26:00.005+08:002008-07-06T00:22:02.760+08:00

I've done this for email before and sent it out to friends, but never on a blog! Thanks to Amanda for tagging me, I'm always happy to write about myself, so here goes ...I have to answer 6 questions about myself. At the end of the post, I then tag 6 people and post their names, then go to their blogs and leave them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read my blog.

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-88416677165661040932008-07-03T11:35:00.002+08:002008-07-05T00:04:41.657+08:00

Doctor's surgeries are kind of awful places. I'm an idiot for attempting to read about quantum physics in the waiting room, but it's the book I'm on just now, so what else to do? Constant mental interruptions by complaining old people, infants, rubbish TV news and the good old general public at large. Oh, for the peace of mind that will descend tomorrow, 24 hours to go! The more I read about the

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-69720051993235523132008-07-02T22:49:00.003+08:002008-07-02T23:04:43.542+08:00

The earlier stalking proved extremely amusing as I stumbled across a load of Melbourne friends' Friendster profiles. The LJ's (of course!), Ben, Timesy, Mitchell and a whole host of others spilled forth from Guy's profile. So funny, so nice to see all the lovely things they wrote about each other back when testimonials were all the rage. Made me miss Melbourne even more, but then I miss all my

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-84206625865534896952008-07-02T17:19:00.003+08:002008-07-02T17:39:17.804+08:00

Being one of my favourite pastimes, I spend far too much time using the internet as a tool to obtain information about things, it almost always leads to what could possibly be termed "stalking" if one were to wiki the actual definition of the word. Which I won't do right now, as I believe that by not having that piece of knowledge, I can safely continue what I am doing not knowing whether it is

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-36861698305320042942008-07-01T21:07:00.004+08:002008-07-01T22:01:42.863+08:00

Oh that's right, I was going to write about some articles I've read today. However, I am going to dash off to check flights east for during my study break ... back shortly! $449 for 11th through to 22nd in Melbs. Or Perth ->Melbs -> Canberra -> Perth for $642. Maybe I should wait until I get back from this next trip before I plan my one afterwards, otherwise I'm being a little M&D about it!

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-11213395319319596292008-07-01T20:49:00.003+08:002008-07-01T20:53:31.217+08:00

Between a 15-year old boy wearing Roberts Smith-style makeup and going out in public with his mate similarly attired AND a 17-year old girl getting her ears pierced more than once in each ear?What's worse?What would you think would be ACCEPTABLE?I still find it amusing that the former is a now considered a funny tale about their kooky (yet wholly normal) son, whereas the latter was dealt with

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-72197921847319858122008-07-01T18:33:00.000+08:002008-07-01T18:33:13.192+08:00

I just said to a friend on the phone how nice it was to finally have the brain space to be able to write again, after the past seemingly endless yet probably only six weeks of chaos and craziness. Yesterday I feel I finally had the freedom and clarity of thought that allows me to actually properly think and comprehend without that nervous twitching that has been all-pervasive recently. I feel

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-78554282026045029882008-07-01T02:17:00.002+08:002008-07-01T02:25:12.469+08:00

Aaah, ten million things to write about and never enough time. I promised I'd make breakfast in the morning too, I never said I'd get up in time for *their* breakfast (and seeing it's past 2.15 now it's highly unlikely that I actually will be up), but I should at least try and make an effort I suppose. If only I knew somewhere to get potato scones, the fried egg & tatty scone baps with brown

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-19926222413558868932008-06-29T21:23:00.002+08:002008-06-29T21:42:55.036+08:00

Trying to blog from Crack, will it work? Should I really enable it? Could be dangerous...EDIT: Oh aye it worked alright. If I could only fig how to remove the sig that would make it better. Anyway, never again will I have to type shit out and never post it, hodden as it is in the depths of my inbox. Could be interesting ...

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-2743675637462886572008-06-21T02:34:00.000+08:002008-06-29T21:47:55.750+08:00

So, why does a random boy who kisses my ear because he bumped into me on his way past make me want to cry? This ain't fair. How long am I supposed to wait for a response to an email? Two days? A week? Both are probably far too long. I could pretend that there was a *better* email address I could have sent it to, I could complain that I shouldn't have waited so long to send it in the first place,

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-40670940132945366402008-06-21T02:00:00.000+08:002008-06-29T21:51:44.995+08:00

I am in a night of hell in Brisbane - Cutters afterparty gone wrong, so many bogans! - and we have to do it all over again tomorrow night in Sydney... That'll be better though, I hope. Gah.I didn't see Ben in the end, I was all waiting for his call and he never turned up at the party. Turns out a good friend of his' brother died suddenly that night and he was caught up in that. So I was all

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-89955186829220806472008-06-17T00:05:00.000+08:002008-06-17T00:38:12.823+08:00

Fessing up time: following on from my "10 things I'd like" post, this additional one is what I really want, but didn't think I should post ...Oops, too late now. All I can say is, just gorgeous, in that swoony kinda dreamy way ... hmmm.Moving on to the title of this post, I came home to a box shaped article in my doorway. Not remembering that I'd ordered anything of said shape recently - I do

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-67303572460972625902008-06-13T09:07:00.000+08:002008-06-13T10:01:58.257+08:00

Sheesh, red wine on the plane, what am I thinking? Things are getting desperate, or rather, back to normal? I'm not quite sure which it is, could be either really. Not that it matters, no-one else is keeping count, or tally, or whatever other word you'd like to call it ... Thanks for the mix Dan, this should keep me entertained for a wee while at least.What was I going to write about?

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-49712560279187669782008-06-10T21:43:00.000+08:002008-06-10T21:48:06.640+08:00

I have done very few in my life (not including the impostering other people ones, oops!) so I thought it might be nice to preserve this. Thanks to Amy Richardson for asking, it's for her fanzine (do they still make these???) "Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams", and for some reason I'm writing about my time @ Jeepster. So, if you'd care to read on ...1.When did you begin working with Jeepster, how

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-73273190997593895102008-06-10T19:17:00.000+08:002008-06-10T20:03:05.669+08:00

Ahhh, I wish this didn't always end up as a bunch of rambling thoughts, and was an actual coherent structured useful record or narrative for others to read. Still, I think I'll have to do an *awful* lot of free writing to be able to rid myself of the stream of consciousness style I am so accustomed to. I'd love to be able to write other things. I'd really love to be able to write music, if I

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-23434451988300049812008-06-10T19:11:00.000+08:002008-06-10T19:16:31.503+08:00

So, Em believes I have to put the good vibes out there. Believe I deserve good things to happen to me, so I can encourage them in. People are a lot better with the universe on this side of the country, I wonder why that is? Anyway, regardless of why, I'm putting it out there; I want something beautiful, special, deep, personal, intense, magickal and wonderful. I want it, I deserve it and I

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-64012311578248591742008-06-04T03:41:00.000+08:002008-06-19T22:12:06.172+08:00

I feel like I’ve woken up in a dream and here I am in the library, the alien library, the University library, where all around are people I won't ever get to know properly, all seemingly part of my life and existence, yet I can wish them away in a second by focusing on this ridiculously odd path I seem to have found myself in.How the hell did I choose this?How the hell did I think this was the

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-13460333295574313012008-06-01T18:17:00.000+08:002008-06-01T18:30:19.716+08:00

I want somebody to share, share the rest of my life, share my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details. Someone who'll stand by my side and give me support, and in return he'll get my support. He will listen to me when I want to speak about the world we live in, and life in general. Though my views may be wrong they may even be perverted, he'll hear me out and won' t easily be converted to my

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-6596553500296399542008-05-20T08:42:00.001+08:002008-05-20T08:52:18.924+08:00

Now, as you know I'm not a big fan of thinking or talking about money. It's just not a priority for me. There always seems to be enough in the bank to do most things, I'm not a terribly extravagant person; unless I have pots of money like I did in Melbourne 2006 post-Glasgow flat sale, and you only have to look at my fabulous wardrobe to see what happened when I *did* have disposable income.

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-36054888022401995482008-05-17T20:34:00.001+08:002008-05-17T20:51:23.820+08:00

So instead of reading all the flipping research I have done on the British (lack of) Constitution and Lord Hailsham's "elective dictatorship" claim, I find myself on the Guardian's website this afternoon, on the life&health section. Reading about lots of people's lives and secrets is probably the best form of procrastination one could enjoy and seeing as I have sworn off all gossip magazines etc

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-14755278766496507602008-05-12T21:46:00.000+08:002008-05-12T22:25:12.466+08:00

If only that could be my thesis statement, I'm sure I could write 2500 words on that. Plus even. Oh for fucks sake, I've ever started making a mixtape, that's taking this all too fucking far. How black the melancholy can sink, nasty and yet inspiring that it is. D's words are ringing in my ears from Friday night - who says it's wrong, and what EMPIRICAL evidence do you have to prove their

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-88927869162315956742008-05-02T23:16:00.000+08:002008-05-03T00:03:15.176+08:00

Still waiting for the London mayoral result, 4.16pm their time and it's still not confirmed that Blondie Boofhead is the new mayor, but it seems to be horrifically leaning that way. Maybe I won't move back to London until there's a new mayor in town ...Anyway - sorry, Catherine Tate Show is on in the background, seem to be tempted by its awfulness - the Sinister list archives are back and I've

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I'm trying to avoid getting too depressed at the English&Welsh council election results, and I can't stop laughing at this:-Animal PharmMy fave has to be the Moo-tang Clan, just brilliant.What happens if Boris really does beat Ken? I don't know why everyone is so anti-Livingstone now - need to brush up on my recent Londinium history - but BoJo? REALLY? Come on people, surely whatever Red Ken

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-77786655839831141802008-04-29T19:07:00.000+08:002008-04-29T19:13:18.970+08:00

A lifetime of denial... and I wonder how "they" think that any mental illness at all, and I do mean ANY, is actually possible to get over or recover from? There's no light at the end of the tunnel today. Triggers? The philosophy tutorial? An extremely brief telephone conversation with an old friend? The London A-Z? All of these and more, I'm sure.A quick cry and I think it's all OK again.

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Can someone please give me a good reason as to why I shouldn't post "my story" to the Guardian, as per their "My Story" (more below) column? Desperately needing to reach out and find comfort in people that know me today, feeling like a crazy isolated stranger again and I'm thinking of packing it all in and getting my move on once more... Trying to find solace in the outside world, I know if I

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-407242824215262782008-04-24T01:23:00.000+08:002008-04-24T01:29:48.775+08:00

Oh yeah, right, that'll be my ears then ... Thanks PNAU! FUCK, that band were LOUD!!! I'll have to remember earplugs for Capitol next time. How the hell are we going to top that for a live show? Thinking caps ahoy ... well, once I can stop wanting to jump around like a crazy bastard and get some sleep and do some study and write some emails and come back down to the real world again. Tea

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Just a quick message this AM, after the positivity of the 2020 summit and calls for all sorts of reforms, good old "white Australia" rears its ancient, racist, zenophobic (is that the correct use of the term?) head to deliver this:-Immigration concernsCrazy really, do people think that they can truly have these attitudes forever? I love my bus route to Uni in Perth (one of the few things I do

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So I'm doing my EURO1101 homework (for last week admittedly, but anyways) and reading about EU focus groups and people's reactions to queries about the European-ness and feelings of integration, what is Europe etc. Reading peoples comments about how good it feels to be outside of your own country, yet in Europe with other Europeans reminded me of a party I went to a couple of weeks ago.I was

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-83291741277310909622008-04-14T21:45:00.000+08:002008-04-14T21:51:53.133+08:00

... in SuperSearch! It's limitless possibilities and endless connections to obscure fricking journals with tiny wee undergrad papers AND book reviews (what use is a BLOODY book review???? ) is driving me to the point of BASHING ON MY KEYBOARD VERY HARD, pushing my temples to stop my brain from exploding, grunt loudly at the computer, push my fingers as far into my stomach as I possibly can

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-34569675108503064862008-04-12T21:31:00.000+08:002008-04-12T21:33:36.679+08:00

so i'm getting cross at having to do research for my philosophy essay - not that i've even written the buggery thing yet, but whatever! - and i came across two little articles that have lifted my spirits and made me even more interested in just thinking and reading and philosophising than before. i know want to spend my life doing such things, even more so if i can share it with a boy in a band

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-58579129435943206992008-03-09T08:58:00.000+09:002008-03-09T09:05:46.252+09:00

Well, not nearly as much as I will ever love the Beeb or Channel4, but I am sitting here on Sunday morning watching Video Hits (with the sound off as most of it is CRAP) and wishing that rage was still on at 9.00am. Anyway, this fabulous new program that I am using now called Morning Coffee has opened up all my daily websites to peruse whilst having my coffee! My RSS' include the ABC2 daily

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-75473838279374364832008-03-09T08:47:00.000+09:002008-03-09T08:56:48.911+09:00

So, I'm an atheist, right? However, I still can't help but be fascinated by religions and the increasing roles they play in society today. At one of our orientation days, there was a talk given by one of the chaplains of the college's, who is also a lecturer at the University. He was telling us about a unit he is running this semester about Religion and Sport, the way that so many professional

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-82067724197084013892008-03-08T16:00:00.000+09:002008-03-08T16:05:31.573+09:00

I just made a big tray of chocolate brownie*. Which, wouldn't be such an issue, if you hadn't seen what Amanda and I attempted to eat yesterday as well as viewing my Facebook status for the day before.How am I going to resist it???* is it "a tray of chocolate brownie" (singular) OR "a tray of chocolate brownies" (plural)? Anyone know? If I'd cut the massive block up into individual bits it

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-86710561006157467162008-03-05T20:57:00.000+09:002008-03-05T21:03:08.345+09:00

Oh, how much do I LOVE the Guardian? I should really be doing reading for my second European Studies tutorial tomorrow, but I can't resist an update on the other countries. We focus on the Balkans, Turkey, and Russia in this semester, however here's an interesting story about how Spain is overtaking Italy in the progressive/wealth stakes in Europe, much to the Azzuri's disgust. So why - still

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I had lectures for European Studies, Philosophy and Latin today, with Politics tomorrow. So far, I think I'm going to love them all, Latin is certainly going to be the most challenging with all the rote learning involved. ES is going to be an absolute dream as it gives me a legitimate reason to pay closer attention to SBS News and my Guardian Weekly subscription and to read deeper about the

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Which literature classic are you? George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four. You are the classic warning against the threat of totalitarianism. To you, politics and philosophy are inseparable, auchtorities suck and the reality might not exist outside our imaginations.Take this quiz!Quizilla |Join| Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab CodeCouldn't be any more spot on if I'd tried! Does that mean

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I know I shouldn't be worrying about what a study says, but it seems to be a pretty comprehensive study and it makes me wonder just why or whether my drugs really do actually work for me ...Antidepressants a waste of timeProzac does not workWhat to do? I know how bad things got when I stopped taking them last time, I promised myself I wouldn't do that again. But do I really know that the

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-49015237949272558972008-02-25T18:21:00.001+09:002008-02-25T18:22:59.787+09:00

As part of my getting organised in time for Uni starting next week, I am SERIOUSLY thinking of installing this program LeechBlocker ... Not sure if I would use it though! Any thoughts from out there in cyberworld???

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Yet again, I have found a bunch of articles that blow my mind or inspire me to write, and naturlich (did I spell it right Amanda, if you read this? I know there's an umlaut somewhere but I have no idea how to type that on my keyboard) I have to preserve them for posterity's sake. I should be doing work on myspaz, I will get to that in a wee second or so ...Mysteries of computer from 65BCI know

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-88753179655998426782008-02-19T17:27:00.001+09:002008-02-19T17:29:40.268+09:00

Why can I use a comma and not an ampersand then in the labels? Actually, I know that its not called a comma, but I cannot remember its name - the little ' thing used to separate singular and plural words - so it will have to be a comma for now. What else can I test? Question and exclamation marks, will give it a go now.

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Charlie Brooker once again finds the time wax lyrically on another stupid bureaucratic ideal, the idea of a Smoker's Permit. I need to find more time to devote to reading all Brooker articles, for at least they will keep me sane in this horrendous city. I spent 45minutes this afternoon waiting at a bus stop listening to the inane goings-on of a bunch of (mostly private) high school children and

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I subscribe to FAR too many mailing lists. I succeeded last year in un-subscribing from a heap of them, but as sure as day follows night (as it does here, maybe not at the Pole's) I have found myself reading through PILES and PILES of online stories about anything and everything. A week away doesnae help either, I read and deleted most of my personal messages on the Crack, but most mails

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-91466136865539897512008-02-08T11:19:00.000+09:002008-02-08T11:25:17.467+09:00

http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/music/article3284369.eceAnd I do have a LOT of memorabilia crap ... old Glasto wristbands, anyone?

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When I was looking back at the blog this AM, I remembered the videos I have of the night I wrote my name in the snow, and for some stupid reason I decided to post it. Here's hoping this works ...And yes, that is me laughing like a fool. You have to remember I was quite quite drunk though ... Apologies to Fi and Gem as well, I love and miss you ladies awfully.

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-91654945226256620532008-02-03T11:38:00.000+09:002008-02-04T12:02:11.504+09:00

Klaxons programmed rage last night, just watching it back now. Don't you love it when bands you love, love music you love? Anyways, Galaxie 500 on now, reminded me of a recent email Blair sent about listening to same so here we go.23 is good, I don't feel much older than that most days anyways! Was watching Spooks yesterday, there was a bomb in the block of flats I use to share with Kitchen

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-2075255633643084212007-11-23T08:52:00.000+09:002007-11-23T09:06:08.085+09:00

Just found Dennis Pennis' new incarnation online in this fab newsclip about the scourge of DJ's in Lahndan:-Very very funny. I'm off to find some more Mike Stutter clips. Then maybe it'll be time for breakfast? Why is it that "Kaye's" are so funny? Phil Kaye, Paul Kaye, May Kaye? Actually, he may just be Kay, and it's really only his hair that's funny. I hear the espresso a'callin' ...

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Things I want to do today:-Stop taking the pillsMove back to MelbourneWork in the music biz againGo out dancing and drink lots of alcoholThings I will do today:-Go to Body BalanceMake some tartsAccept the heat at Tab's weddingNot drink any alcohol at the receptionSurely there has to be an easier way? I wanna be this:-And not this :-

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-19785876515952087162007-11-19T15:35:00.000+09:002007-11-18T22:35:10.698+09:00

Aaaaahhhhhh, B-52's downloads, very good indeed.OK, where was I? Just got distracted by yet another need to RSS some useless musicblog bollocks, but at least I now am ORGANISED when it comes to RSS, and now know what it fricking means! Big apologies to the peeps that I dissed about four years (give or take maybe two of them) ago when they were requesting said feeds for StuPot's diary - I had no

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-17763581152497589272007-11-15T11:27:00.000+09:002007-11-15T17:47:04.892+09:00

What's the difference between arrogance and self-confidence? Why aren't self-confidence and self-esteem the same thing? (and why does this cursor go so bloody slow - gah! Gonna try typing into TextEdit and cut and paste instead ...) And what prompts one to ask these questions, you ask? Can I answer with another question? I mean another after that one? And that one there? Ditto? Geezo,

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-29668481809421779252007-11-13T10:40:00.000+09:002007-11-13T10:43:18.223+09:00

"Given that happiness is an objective, what, truthfully, would make you happy?"Good question! Happiness would be getting into the UWA Arts degree, studying Philosophy/European Studies, enjoying it and actually being any good at it. That's what I'd like just now. I'd also like to have my own place sometime soon, as it's hard living in this wee box room when I think of 1094 Cathcart Road and how

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-14427622670936915782007-11-11T16:15:00.000+09:002007-11-11T16:31:17.084+09:00

So it just took me 10 minutes to clean my room. 10 minutes. Actually, it probably wasn't even that long, but I've been putting it off since Tuesday. Ridiculous. And what have I been doing instead? Not an awful lot. Actually, I've done an awful lot of procrastinating and FAFFING around - ie spending far too much time online looking at crap, the nature of which we won't even go into here -

katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02945111764974903732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-43048507178872218802007-11-08T22:26:00.000+09:002007-11-08T23:23:04.466+09:00

Went to the theatre with N and D, was nice to spend time with them both. Not going to WAAPA methinks, I can do all that myself already i reckon. I wore this top for the first time since I've been "back". Just for the hell of it ...It's nearly a year since this was taken, how fricking scary is that???Dearie me, just looked at a photo from a year before that and I am wearing the same top. Love

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So, explaining to M&D why discovering how to use GoogleBlogger was a complete waste of time. I should have known, they're luddites really and D was only just hours ago complaining about how his flipping nasal spray has changed it's packaging. "Why does it need to change?" was the cry. Sheesh, you'd think they were 80+. Geriatrics, who'd live with them. However, I turned a frown into a smile

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It would be so easy to say, "no, I can do this tomorrow", but I am trying to be GOOD and I will do it today instead. There's too much to write about today, so here's some bullet points:-* The nightmare style dream about losing my front lower left incisor (yes, I did have to count just then with my tongue to ensure which side it was on) and Simon being ever-so-unhelpful. Abandoned on Sauchiehall

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OK, so maybe LJ isn't the best place to write, let's try here and see if it's any more inspiring.Today is Guy Fawke's Day, historically significant for more reasons than the attack on Parliament, for me anyways. A freezing cold Scottish night, dodging wee neds with their penny firecrackers (or whatever they cost nowadays), worrying about all the poor animals in their hooses frightened by local

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