Bananas, Eminem as Jigsaw, Bebo, books and shit.

YES WE HAVE NO,
YES WE HAVE NO,
WE HAVE NO BANANAS
WE HAVE NO BANANAS TODAY
(sing that to Handel's Hallelujah chorus. IT WILL BLOW YOUR MIND )


Bananas are great, aren't they? I bought some today and they are delicious. I also was drinking a can of V at the time and believe it or not, banana and V taste quite nice together. I've had two cans of V today and I can't tell whether I'm buzzing or just a bit dizzy 'cause I bashed my head on the top of the fridge door. How I manage to do these things to myself is beyond me.

Last week I went to the book festival with mum. It was good. I bought more albums and singles than books. Also my favourite Saw movie. Saw II. MORE SUSPENSE AND MIND TWISTS RATHER THAN JUST GORE. Horror movies seem to rely on gore and jumpy noises rather than suspense these days and I think they should have just left the Saw movies as a trilogy rather than a Sevengy? But I did enjoy the last movie. I thought it wrapped stuff up pretty well even though it got a 5.5 rating on IMDB.
Is it only me who thinks Tobin Bell (Jigsaw) is what Eminem will look like 30 years time?

TAKE A LOOK

I've always seemed to have thought so.

Meanwhile at the bookfest, I fell upon some rather strange titles that I simply couldn't resist taking pictures of.

 LEARN AND KNOW THEM WITH THE HELP OF THIS HANDY, APPROACHABLE BOOK

 Also another self help guide. It's a problem at this time of year, those Russians and their shenanigans. 

 I don't think it needs to be any more specific. But wouldn't it suck if you needed a gentle method of raising a baby flying-fox but it wasn't an orphan? This book would be completely useless to you.

This one I bought simply because it cost next to nothing and because of the title as well. It's so cute and also something I would probably call a book if I ever wrote one. No, I wouldn't call it "All about Cuckoos and Robins and things" but it would probably have the "And things" part at the end of my title. Except probably if it were my book, instead of "and things" it would be "And shit."

I tried explaining that to several people. All knew what I was going to say.

Me: I bought this book because it reminded me of the way I write things

Staz: Lol cute

Me: Yah I'd write a book with that title but instead of "and things" it would be...

Staz: and shit.

Me:......(see face below)

....yes




This week I achieved ageing another year. Mer is 22. I always think since I've aged one year, overnight I would just change into this new person. But as usual with that thought, I'm wrong. I like the person I am right now, actually. I've been described as "Fun, witty, good to talk to" etc...by friends and family obviously.
I got an email from Bebo wishing me a Happy Birthday and I just went OHH YEAH, I have one of those. I went on there and...it was awful! The description about myself....I sound like a little scene bitch. Also, everyone I have listed as my "close, life long friends"; the majority of those people I don't even talk to any more or have banished out of my life. One tried to poison me, others are just backstabbing deadshits and my ex is still listed as my current boyfriend which made my stomach turn a little bit. I think I only talk to 2 of those people on that list of mine. The last time I had signed into my Bebo account was sometime in 2009. I whinge in there somewhere about turning 20 so obviously almost 3 years ago. Crazy how things change in such a small amount of time. I would go on there and change that shit but I lost my password and username years ago and could not be bothered retrieving it.

I suppose I'll change again, mature and stuff in the next few years. I suppose I'll need to considering the future I have planned for myself. LOL See how things go.

My Cats

I've had cats all my life and there is not doubt in my mind that I'll turn into a creepy old cat lady. If I'm not one already

This is Jess. He's old and grumpy and belongs to my brother. He also likes sitting on shoes. He turns 12 this year and is an overweight blob so for his birthday coming up, I bought him a leash. Although today I learned that walking him is going to be more a challenge than I thought.

This strapping young lad is Chester. He's some sort of Siamese cross. He doesn't like the other cats and will growl if confronted by one. He loves snuggles and sleeps on my bed at night sometimes.

This is my lady, Harlequin. Or Harley. We saved her as a kitten. I talk about her a lot to the extent where people think she's a human until I say something about her liking to sleep in the bathtub or hiding in the linen cupboard. She absolutely adores Jess and will skip over to him and rub up against him. Sometimes she'll even wash his face, if he lets her. It's adorable.

This is a comic of how I thought this situation of when Harley first saw Jess' harness went down.

An update of a Maniac.

I have always had difficulty letting things go. By things, I mean items as well as the past. Not dwelling on the past has improved with maturity but I just seem to accumulate more items with no future plans for throwing anything away. It's that common case of "I'll need this later" and then when I finally throw it out, I need it. 

Converse shoes are quite possibly my favouritest brand of shoe. I wear them almost everywhere to the point where they're almost falling apart. Eventually I can't wear them anymore and I'll go out almost immediately and buy a new pair....but for the last 6 years, I haven't thrown out the previous pair.

My latest pair are purple because they were $40 cheaper than the "Original" black and white. I'm liking my new purple shoes. They're pretty cash. Whilst gathering up my shoes I noticed one particular detail on my shoes that was identical to the pair before it. This is what generally seals my shoe's fate

There are holes in the soles in the same place of every left shoe. Which has lead me to believe that I somehow, for the last 6 years have walked like this

It's only a few weeks into the new year and already I can tell this is going to be more than an interesting year. I have seen two of my most favoured bands, learned a little more about myself and I start uni this mid semester. But I'm pretty sure I've made an enemy, I went ahead and lost my 18+ card after the Dresden Dolls concert and I may have to look into getting my medication changed, which will most likely cost a small fortune.

Okay, so nothing extremely tragic/life changing but the shit thing is is that the government has come up with an absolutely fabulous inconvenient idea. They no longer issue 18+ cards or licences straight away. We all have to wait "a maximum of 2 weeks" for our new card to arrive by mail because they have decided to put a chip in the card containing your details, secret questions and what other shit they could think up of. It will look something like this

Isn't it lovely?
 I will glue this card to me.

I've learned a little about myself these past few weeks, I used to worry if someone didn't like me and now I really could care less. A little bit of bitchiness happened during the fashion show for New Years at Faith and I'm not really one to put up with shit anymore. I have always had a problem with people though. Like this person who doesn't seem to understand why it is called a 'Bumper Sticker'

I've always enjoyed the company of animals and I think they make truer friends than people in some respects. Like keeping secrets and caring if you're sad or not and not going out of their way to deliberately make you sad. Like this chicken who belongs to a friend of the family's. She lets me pat her and makes cool noises when I feed her.

I call her Steve.