Dylan is feeding his girlfriend bacon and beer,
because she going away soon,
and he shall miss her lke a pandajack.



We hug strangely due to casts.
Life, it seems...
Is definitely like a grapefruit. Orange and sticky, and sometimes eaten for breakfast. The same thing applies for Jews... only they eat bagels. 

Also, it is the feverish hope that Mrs. Trix's Mum won't call up Ch 9 tomorrow and complain about the coverage of the US election.

Speaking of which... the bleeding lefty in me dearly hopes that Obama wins, just to have a liberal democrat as the head of the executive of the world superpower. It would be pretty good I think. I'm not naive enough to think that the election of Obama will "end terrorism and war all over the world and usher in a new era of global peace" as some nutjub said in their blog... But I do think it would be cool.

In other news I've finished all my essays, and now just have 3 exams left (one sat, two take-home) to do. This makes Waffle very happy. It makes him very happy indeed.

Oh yes,  but the driving is going good, and i've put down a deposit of about half to buy the car, und we're getting our puppy on December 7. Life is made of Yay!

She was born on a brightened pier / To a gypsy mother and a bucket of tears / Her good looks coulda sailed a ship / But her will alone coulda sunk it // Funny thing about money for sex / You might get rich /But you die by it // It's not as if New York City / Burnt down to the ground / Once you drove away / It's not as if the sun won't shine / When clouds up above / Wash the blues away 

Lack of sleep sucks.

Especially when you go to bed nice and early... but then continuously wake up through the night. Ja, that is like totally uncool man. I feel like screaming ICH BIN EIN FLUGHAFEN or something... maybe that's just the coffee talking.

But yes, another day of uni... But only one more week left after this one, scary ne?
This semester has gone by way too quickly... its scary to think that next year will be my THIRD YEAR OF UNIVERSITY! Still... at least I have life goals and prospects, unlike some people I could think of. *Glowers*

Anyhoo... I am like totally going to go and start getting ready now... because you know... stuff?


monsieur_djinn: (Owl)
( Oct. 12th, 2008 08:44 pm)
Hehe, I'm watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
I can't look at Luna Lovegood, without fondly thinking of [livejournal.com profile] finding_jay and her Radish earrings.
I just lol'd at the bit where Hermione introduces Luna as "Looney- ... Luna Lovegood"...
Oh Luna, how we love you and your propensity towards protecting yourself against Nargles!

I was thinking the other day too, I wonder if my family would be Pure-blooded if we existed in the Harry Potter universe? My dad's family is big and kind of eccentric, so I think they would probably be like an old Pure-Blood family, although maybe Blood-Traitors. There's also a long-running joke in my dad's family about all the Modryb's sitting around cackling like a coven of Witches... so that might help with my weird assertion. As for my mum's family... well its sort of close-knit and respectable, so I think they could hypothetically be Pure-blooded too... although I'd like to think that they wouldn't be Supremist.

Another thing I was vaguely wondering is what Hogwarts House would I be in... I've been told that I fit Gryffindor and Raveclaw characteristics, but I'm not sure which I'd rather be in. Any Ideas? Which one would better equip me for the task of finding my shoes in the morning do you think? :P

On that note I'd best be off, I have to go find my second hi-top Converse shoe... Its gone missing, I suspect Nargles are behind it.

monsieur_djinn: (Dirty Thoughts)
( Sep. 27th, 2008 05:00 pm)
I haven't been posting all that much of late
I'm at Rachael and Kyle's and we have other things on our minds
Like the PUPPY ^__^
I cannot get this goddamned song out of my head
Electric Feel
It's pretty awesome
Oh ja, but Rae and her friend Nyssa and I are to be going to the City fer some shopping and some Fairdayin' tomorrow
Lol the English (Pirate) language setting on facebook is great.

monsieur_djinn: (Bolt the Doors)
( Sep. 11th, 2008 09:50 am)

Today, is an excellent day. You see, today it is thursday. Thursday, is of course the Patron day of awesomeness and other such imperialistic jams. I am currently in the Library, in one of the Level 6 Laptop/Study acloves, and it is pretty much the most awesome thing ever.
Anyway, this morning so far? Hmmmm... what have I done? Well, first off, I woke up (*gasp*) after having a nice, long, normal sleep (which, also, *gasp*), and I got ready for uni. This readying ritual included:
  • A shower
  • A cream cheese bagel
  • Clothes
  • A psychotic, yet friendly blue heeler
  • A snoring father
  • The packing of a bag
  • A trip to the Train Station
Once I got to the traino (early because I needed to top up my SmartRider) I got on an earlier train than usual, but it was okay, because I saw Meaghann! Which, admittedly I usually do on thursdays, but on my usual later train. It was really good though because, you know, we had a long, fun, Indie Kid/Penny and Spike style spazvo! We discussed topics such as:

  • Musics, and the strange names that Swedish Bands pick for themselves
  • Books we're reading
  • Movies
  • Meagh's recent acquisition of her licence
  • Boys
  • Uni
  • Life
It was, indeed pretty damn fucking awesome, but sadly Meaghs had to get off at Murdoch, so I was bored... but after I got off at Canning Bridge and got my Bus, the musics revitalised me!

My Afspeellijsten for the trip this morning was:

  1. I'm Not Over - Carolina Liars
  2. Napoleon (2007 Version) - Ani DiFranco
  3. Fleur De Saison - Emilie Simon
  4. Dame De Lotus - Emilie Simon
  5. Don't Panic - Coldplay
  6. Viva la Vida - Coldplay
  7. Violet Hill - Coldplay
  8. Space Monkey - Patti Smith
  9. 25th Floor - Patti Smith
  10. The Good That Won't Come Out - Rilo Kiley
  11. The Execution of All Things - Rilo Kiley
  12. Close Call - Rilo Kiley
  13. Breakin Up - Rilo Kiley
  14. Little Boy Jr - Mando Diao
  15. Clean Town - Mando Diao
  16. Poster of A Girl - Metric
Which isn't a bad list I have to say, a bit weird, because I couldn't decide what to listen to, but still, fun as :D

Anyway, the rest of the day is going to be taken up by study, then Sociology from 12 - 3, then study again, until Dad calls me to tell me that He, Steve, Helen, Bec and Kira are on the train. The reason for this strangeness is that We're all going up to see Skip, and friend of Mum and Dad's, and Steve and Helen's of course, from the town where Kira and I grew up. So it should be fun.

Anyhoo, off to finish writing my speach.

So, this morning on the way to the train station, the radio played the song I'm Not Over - Carolina Liar and I have to say... it's one of the most addictive songs I've heard in ages.

I love the lyrics, I love the beat, I love the lead singers voice and I love the fact that they're Swedish. It seems to fit into Meaghann and My "Driving-around-in-summer-bopping-to-the-music" category, which is awesome, and one of the reasons why summer in this goddamn hot arse country is bareable ^_^

What else? Oh yeah, I actually went to the entirety of my Asia-Pacific lecture this morning, I think I may have almost died from the shock... either that or the bordom. After that Keiran, Debbie, Nicole and I went and sat on the grass behind the library until it was time for Nicole, Keiran and I to go to our Oil, God and War lecture, which was on Turkey today, not Egypt.

But yes, I am off to bed, because I have to get up at 5:00 am tomorrow, and the prospect of doing so on only a couple of hours sleep, well, no thanks.

Anyways, Sayonara.

He's taken and leaving
But I keep believing
That he's gonna come round soon
Until I see him again
I'm staying believing
That it won't be deceiving
When he's gonna come round
Well I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart
I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart

Why is it I wonder? Why is it that you spend so long wishing you could have that thing that you've wanted for so long, and when you get it... its boring as all fuck and you can't be bothered.

Love, I get so lost sometimes, days pass, they pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
If it's alright with you, I'll just cower here in abject Lolzores while my friends gently snore on my floor, kthnx?
The previous nights adventures have taught me some very important world lessons:
  1. I don't get hungover, no matter how much I drink
  2. I never have enough beds to accomodate people when I have a party
  3. Somone ALWAYS ends up sleeping on the spare room floor (It was Nicole at my birthday, Jane last night)
  4. Luke and Ruth BOTH STEAL THE FUCKING COVERS - which actually wasn't too bad for me, because I was in the middle
  5. The words: Flail, Pandajack, Jarlsburg and Hurdle are some of the most hilarious words when you're drunk
  6. Drinking the night before my mock driving test is a good way to settle my nerves
  7. Someone ALWAYS spills the wine, and throws up in the laundry sink.
  9. Amy, Hayden, Jane, Luke, Ruth and I make a pretty awesome team of intrepid Moose Drinkers.
Anyway, back to you Sparky.
Over and Out.
monsieur_djinn: (Owl)
( Sep. 7th, 2008 09:18 pm)
I do believe I can officially state that I am piddled (as my dear friend Ariane is so fond of saying), and I must say that I quite enjoy it.

As such I shall be going now, but first here's something Lukas and I wrote because we think we either heard it somewhere, or think that we think that we heard it somewhere... or maybe think that we think that we think that we heard it somewhere..............
If someone can tells us that we have indeed blatently plaguerised at least the first line, please kindly tell us yeah? :P

Hear now the Voice of the Witches,
The ones that you hid in the Night.
The Children of Eden doth die here,
As begets those who blinded the Sight.

Heee Heeee

P.S. Julien Baumgartner is THE SEX
There is a hung parliament.
This amuses me incredibly, because it means that neither Labor or Liberal have won. Time for a hung parliament, giving the majority winning power to the little parties, meaning there will possibly be some inventive and/or interesting coalitions.

Or maybe just a Panda
A Pandajack?
I like Pandajack.
I like it a lot.
I want to marry it and have its babies.
I want my bellow to grow with its offspring.
Or not.
Depending on the weather.
And the number of shoes.
That, myself, Mcruth, Mchayden, Mcamy, Mcjane and Mcluke can muster from the closet of Doom.
I finished a 9 hour shift about an hour and a half ago, and as such, I really don't feel like posting anything... because, well... I'm shattered.

Here's a song by Ani DiFranco


they told you your music
could reach millions
that the choice was up to you
you told me they always
pay for lunch
and they believe in what i do
and i wonder
if you miss your old friends
once you've proven what you're worth
yeah i wonder
when you're a big star
will you miss the earth

and i know you would always want more
i know you would never be done
'cuz everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon

and the next time
that i saw you
you were larger than life
you came and you conquered
you were doing alright
you had an army
of suits behind you
and all you had to be was willing
and i said i still
make a pretty good living
you must make a killing
a killing

and i hope that you are happy
i hope at least you are having fun
'cuz but everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon

now you think, so that is
the way it's gonna be
that's what this is all about
i think that that is
the way it always was
you chose not to notice until now
yeah now that there's a problem
you call me up to confide
and you go on for over an hour
'bout each one that took you for a ride

and i guess that you dialed my number
'cuz you thought for sure that i'd agree
i said baby, you know i still love you
but how dare you complain to me

everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon
Greetings to thee on this Holiest Day (At least in the religion where the weekend is God) of Days; Friday.

I caught the train with Chloë and her girlfriend Casey today (as I do most fridays), and It was pretty damn awesome! We sat and talked and laughed and deliberated on the existential meaning of life... We discussed Webcomics, Chloë's Mum, the various pros and cons of different murder schemes (Ja... the two are related), Paris Je T'aime, various Manga, Youtube videos, and we were having so much fun that we nearly missed our station...

Now, we're in one of the level 3 Humanities compuyrt labs, watching Disney/Avatar crossover musical videos... which are pretty much the AWESOME... Also, we are looking at deviantARTS and squeeing like Pandas. There may also be Bagels involed, as well as facebooking and other such IRISH STYLE SHENANIGANS!!!! Also, Cheese.

This leads to an interesting question... which type of Avatar style bender would we be?
Chloë thinks she would be a Waterbender... I think I would be too, or maybe a Firebender... its kind of hard... damn my Gemini-esque dual personality!!!

Anyway, I may have to actually turn up to my class, so I best be off!
See Ya!

Greetings Gentles All.

I have a query for thee to ponder, should your disposition proove affable to such an act of contemplation.

Why is it, that everyone I have met and/or made friends with this semester, seems to be a friend of a friend that I already have? Why is it so? Furthermore, why is it that these links seem to be somewhat unexpected and unforseen? It is not that I find this strange real-life demonstration of the six degrees of seperation uncomfortable or annoying, quite the opposite in fact, it is simply that it can, at times take me by suprise.

Let me give you a long, convoluted illustration of this: A new friend of mine Sarah, whome I met in Sociology, introduced me to
Liam who also does sociology with us. Now Sarah is friends with my friend Daniel, however we didn't discover this until a week or two after Sarah and I had become friends, when I told her to come meet me in the Queer Room and Daniel brought her in. In a completely unrelated but equally entertaining twist, Daniel's boyfriend's name is also Liam. As if these weird conicidence wasn't entertaining enough, I was sitting in the Lecture theatre with Anna and Liam today, waiting for Scott, our lecturer to arrive. Now, I have known Anna since first year, as she is in my social science core, but other than that we were otherwise unconected acquaintence wise, until I discovered that she went to school with my friend Claire who I know from working at Woolies. However, as we were sitting there chatting, I happened to mention the city that I live in, which amused Liam because his girlfriend also comes from the same city as me. He asked if I knew a girl called Hanna, of about a year older than me. After telling me a bit about her, and showing me a picture on his mobile, we determined that I did indeed know Hanna, and that I had in fact been in the same class as her in year 5 and 6 in primary school, gone to the same Middle School with her and also gone to the same High School with her. So thus, while I no longer know her particularly well, I do know her and as such another random link in my group of friends has been added.

Thus, In summary, I would put another question to you: When the fuck is the Bowl of Petunias and the Very Suprised Sperm Whale going to appear?


It would seem that I have been remiss in my posting. Exhibited mainly through the fact that I have not posted here in four weeks. The problem, you see is that I have been at uni. Furthermore I have been attempting to actually remain on top of my study and assignments this semester... something I  seem to  be doing well at it would seem.

My subjects aren't really all that difficult, and I have made some new friends, as well as lost some old ones. Thus does the story of my life continue on, bringing me here to stand before you, in mute supplication to the uncaring predicament in which I have placed myself. But never fear, for I have carrots, and as such shall not fear for lack of orange things to eat. I will, however, be royally screwed if I require something orange to knit with - carrots do not make particularly effective knitting needles. Ariane, however is truly a King amongst the German cakelings... a bunt, you see? No? Well, no matter. She has just sent me somethings strange and to do with Boobies. Quaint? I fear not. Today I have been reading
"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" a most masterful play it would seem, and one that I had not, until yesterday, thought of since year 12.

I suppose that it would be necessary to sum up some of the occurrences that have occurred in an occurrable manner over the last four weeks. Let me see, the last four weeks have included:
  • A Funeral
  • A Wake
  • 3 fights with sami
  • Much buying of music
  • A hilarious attempt by a certain friend's ex to get back in contact with said friend through yours truly
  • 47 bagels
  • An over-excited, yet lovable dog
  • Paris, Je T'aime
  • Working at Woolworth's
  • University
  • New Friends
  • Old Enemies
  • A disproportionately large amount of Trees
  • Spoons
For now, that is all. I shall endeavor to post with greater regularity, because it's fun.



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