So, I just got home - well actually no, I got home over an hour ago - from seeing Twilight, and ZOMG!!! ASDFGHJKL;'!!! WOOP WOOP!!! HUZZAH!!1! Best Movie evar! I don't care what other people think, it was awesome and I really enjoyed it! It was a bit awkward to begin with, and I can definitely see that its a movie that is for the fans who've read the book, but whatever I don't care, I thought it was fantastic.

I went and saw it with Meaghann, who won tickets through myspace or something, I'm not sure. But it was at the Hoyts at Carousel, which are not too shabby. One of the funniest moments/situations of the night was when I randomly sprained my fucking ankle after i stepped down from the curb onto the bitumen funny and fell over! It waseven more funny/painfl because Meagh's and I decided to walk the kilometre or so to Cannington station, and I limped the entire way.

Then we got to Perth slightly too late and had to wait 25 minutes for the train back home, and when we were on the train, the ticket inspectors came past and they questioned this woman who had (according to the smartrider thingies) tagged off somewhere between Freo on Perth and hadn't tagged on properly. The woman got more and more hysterical until finally she was escorted off the train (after delaying it like 5 - 10 minutes) at Murdoch.

But we got home all fine, and now I'm off to dream off Twilight,


P.S. Sex, Money, Sex, Sex, Money, Cats
This is what happens when Dylan and Ruth get drunk and write paragraphs.

My head is made of exploding Moonfruit and a large selection of Metaphorically Nommable Frrrench Blue Lobster Puffs. As such it is important that you dress accordingly and use the correct door. As to whether or not Ford was actually a lemon, and the lake which thought it was a large gin and tonic, which he found to bop up and down in, was actually a large gin and tonic, is completely irrelevent, and furthermore besides the point. I went to work today. OR perhaps I did not. It is unclear, or possibly merely hazy... the sort of haze that comes to be about when one's neighbour continues to burn his/hers/its/colin's poorly-lit fire in the icey ravages of high summer time heat waves. Yes. Hazy, like a large operatic panda moving in for the Ukelali of Ultimate and Inescapable Fork. I mean really, there comes a time in one's life when they are forced to take a look at themselves, and wonder what the fuck happened to their shoes. This is a state which is exponentially congruent with alcohol of a champagnish nature and the music of Bob Marley - specifically the third song next to the toaster in the second cupboard from the left. The hollow is escaping into the night time reverie of a South American Dodo-Lizard... and it isn't enjoying the party if you savvy my meaning. Not at all. This means that there will be a death match between the Penguins of Isengard and Pumpkin from Memoirs of a Geisha. Ben Elton will bring the chips, Douglas Adams sends his regards, but unfortunately has zipped off to play Brockian Ultra Cricket in the fifth dimension with the pan dimensional battle mice. Aha, lucky wombat, missed my toe... butchered an anthill with a hypercardigan it did, true tale, i saw it with my own magnified-glass-aided-optical-sensory-organs, or perhaps I didnt. But I think I did. Or at least I want you to think that I did. Or that I want you to think that I want you to think that I did, when really, I didnt. Nuff said? My chair is being very mean to my carpet, SHUTUP I hear your hurrs but no I will not buy your cheese. Jarslberg is the evilist of the unmoosey evil cheeses. The Silence of the Yams continues: canibalisic (or is it kabbalahistic) fruit, eating their way through the city of Fruitopolis. Until is becomes either Necropolis or Monarchopolis... I wonder what would happen if you attacked someone with a wireless toaster? I wonder what a wireless toaster would taste like? Would there be jam? I think that the possibility of there being jam corresponds with the possibility of 2 + 2 = 5 ... in an alternate universe where 2 + 2 = 5. Therefore... ketchup. This all reminds me of a rather funny story actually ........................................................... "So after a hectic week of believing that war was peace, that good was bad, that the moon was made of blue cheese, and that God needed a lot of money sent to a certain box number, the Monk started to believe that thirty-five percent of all tables were hermaphrodites, and then broke down." Said the nun to the child. The king ordered that all the Pigs were to be given proper be given proper beds to sleep in and the cows were to be Knighted. Then cooked in curries. Made out of apricot jam and other such concoctions.There was a point to this story but it has temporarily escaped the chroniclers mind.  

I really feel like reading 
M or F I haven't read it in a while,
[ profile] kowaichitai being my brain twin will know which book I'm talking about.

Hmmm... what else? Oh yeah, this weekends been kinda fun, still staying with Rae and Kyle, and we went to Rae and Kyle's friend Daniel aka Peter's house, and one of the people he lives with was in the year above me in Highschool, with [ profile] combosolo  which was cool I guess. But anyway, we ended up getting pretty drunk on the Punch, which had like 2 casks of Goon, a bottle of Midori, 3 bottles of vodka, and a tonne of lemonade and fruit juice... wasn't too bad. After that we waited for like ever for taxi's to get to Parker's, and then Rae, Nyssa, me and Ash go the first one and we went to Metro's in freo. It was hell of the fun until Rae went and spewed in the bathrooms and Kyle randomly left the club to get HJ's... Then he called his mum, and Rachael didn't want to leave her comfortable non spewing spozzie on the pavement. So yeah, anyway his mum first took as back to Daniel's where we got Rae's keys, but left her car there, then took us home. 

Then on sunday Rae and I went shopping in the city and went to fair day for a bit, it wasnt too bad, I got like a rainbow arm band and some dog tags, because [ profile] caffee wants to get like matching pairs, because she's pretty awesome eh. Yeeeahhh, then we went to Harbour Town, and met one of Rae's friends, and then we went shopping till it closed at five. THEN we had to brave the bloody train with post Royal Show people. But meh whatever eh.

Annnnnnd today and tonight were pretty lazy, thanks to the fact that it was a pretty damn glorious day outside. And tonight Nyssa and Janette came out and it was nice, you know just sitting around and laughing and talking.

But yes, my parents get back from Sydney tomorrow, so that shall be fabulous, and I shall be able to sleep in my own bed again.

Giddimit this song is infectuous

All along the eastern shore, put your circuits in the sea
This is what the world is for, making electricity
You can feel it in your mind
Oh you can do it all the time
Plug it in and change the world
You are my electric girl

But yes anyway, off to watch a movie with Rae.



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