shortlegs!

when I came over to Australia, the brief told us the dude has been to Ex. Wallby 10 times, out of which it only rained once.

Right now it’s raining here.

Fuck.

right now i’m in a tentage somewhere 3 hrs by wheels from rochamphaton, , in this hell hole they call Polygon. no proper sewage, not proper bunks, no nothing. ive been here for 3 days alr. the days are as hot as hell and the nights are as cold as hell as well. the sand here comes free and blows all over the place when the cold wind blows. to demostrate this, i was covered all over in sand after a 2 hr tonner ride. i would have made the sand man dude from Spiderman movie look like a fool. the terrain is messed up as well, open but full of obstacles.

overall life is good. as least i still can access the internet. nevermind that i have to walk 500m to the terminals, which are as slow as snails and the monitor resolutions are fucked up. i can’t even see what i’m typing right now, so forgive me if the spelling is fucked.

but i have internet! so life is good.

good bye.

it’s already sat night and my flight for Australia leaves early mon morning. how did the week just fly by so fast?!!

anyway, i’ve re-done the blog a bit to clean it up. and in the process of doing so i accidentally deleted the widget that holds the links to other people and i simply cannot be bothered to go re-do the whole damn thing again. hence the lack of links on the right. pls leave behind your web link so i can do some shite to make it right.

anyway, the legendary KING OF POP apparently has this movie for him (even as he’s dead) called THIS IS IT. and given the hype about MJ and the fact that he’s the fucking KING OF POP, you can expect this show to be filled. to the bloody brim.

oh and guess what? to make it more exclusive, the damn show will show for only 2 weeks. 14.damn.days. starting on 28 October.

of which, every single day i will be in bleeding Australia, slogging my life away in bloody Rockhampton. for.all.14.bloody.days.

fuck my life!!!!!

the dream of all dreams.

it was so surreal, so vivid. almost like it was happening in real time. she was in the dream, and i could almost about every single damn thing in the dream. time, place, events, everything. it’s like finally getting something you’ve wanted for a long long time, so prized and treasured. i almost wanted it to never end, to stay in my sleep and in that dream for-fucking-evar. if you gave me a choice, i’ll probably take it and sleep forever.

cruelly, the alarm on my phone goes off (why in the name of flying fuck did i set it to 7 fucking AM?!?!?!!), brutally eliminating my presence in my godly dream and pulling me back to reality, where the are shackles locked and connected to the invisible iron-ball. i wake up in a mix of euphoria and depression (more of the latter).

God is obviously mindfucking me, dammit!

i leave the house with despair in my trails, to waste a day at bloody battalion cohesion.

Dear God

and someone stop those god-damn spam links!