i've been playing around with Vox today. you know, that new "mass market" upscaled bastard brainchild of sixapart, you know, the parents of LiveJournal and TypePad and MovableType etc.
it's a mix between LJ, myspace and suchlike social networking sites with some pretty powerful blogging tools. the fact that it's linked to my flickr and photobucket account is all kinds of awesome (i.e. i can add photos from my flickr and photobucket accounts from inside Vox). the side panel lets you list your books and audio (which you can grab from amazon, or upload yourself), and you can create collections with all these lists. the social networking aspect comes from the idea of a blogging "neighbourhood" where people connected to you (as friends or family or just "neighbours") are also linked on your side panel (remember LJ's friends section? cept now it's pretty and you you don't have to go to the profile page)
i won't post a link up yet (although you can probably guess it). It's not totally set up the way i want it, and i don't know anyone on it. But my mind's pretty much set, i'm going to slowly move all my old blogger posts over to Vox and back date up the wahzoo eventually. and then i'll kill this blog properly. until then this would still be where you're hearing all the what's what about me.
to whet your appetite, here's a screencap.
(omg posting pictures using vox'll be so much easier...can't wait)
5 things i could possibly use Vox for
1. a blog for rebel screen?
2. fictional writing
3. a weekly column on what's wrong with the world today
4. bad angsty poetry
5. love letters
Friday, October 27, 2006
two-timer
all's well...that...ends...well?
i'm an idiot, i totally just left my wallet in the rehearsal room. now i got it back and i can't use any of my cards because they've been reported as lost.
and emotioal turmoil has all been alleviated also.
funnily enough also because i'm an idiot.
classes finished for the year today. all i did was manage to catch the last 20 minutes of the man who fell to earth, and chatting to dinnersuck daphne (check links panel) while feeling only very remotely connected to the drowned out conversation plaguing the other end of the table where felicity was sitting. felicity being our lecturer, my personal hero, my idol who, if i was ever going to stay in uni, i want to become.
feeling utterly indolent, and it's not even sunny today. i suck. tomorrow. tomorrow.
uni work still to be done, 4 x 1500 words', 4 x 2500 words'. i have about three weeks, i kid you not. amazingly enough only 2 of the 1500 ones are overdue. although they are LONG overdue. pesh.
no jump today, i'll put up this week's list later today, once i think of something good.
update on the awesome awesome ink: still inky, still awesome.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
mao mao!
I wrote this blog out, pen and paper. that's right, it's been drafted. not that it'll sound it. mainly because the boy has surprised me with some awesome noodler's ink (the junk i've been crapping on about to him for as long as we've been going out, and unavailable in australia apparently). i love that he realises the way into my heart is by geeking it up and ordering in the inky black liquid of gods. it writes amazingly well, and no bleed through even on the thinner 'skine notebook paper. so in those respects i've been a happy chappy.
so what else is new with me eh? well....Drama class is going swimmingly. there's only, well, there's four of us now officially. the two other girls aren't exactly taking it all that seriously, Em's there to learn tricks to teach her kinder garden kids (and boy, don't we know it. shut up about the kids already). and newcomer stutterer (possibly intellectually handicapped) alanah, well, she's possible intellectually handicapped.
the above opinions, although just snarky enough to be my own, are not. no no, these wondrous gems of insight were provided by the i'll-masturbate-in-front-of-tony-knight-if-that's-what-it-takes boy Lachy. i can't imagine it actually working if he wasn't so pretty. He was in my first round of auditions last year, and not too shabby at all. he made it much much further than i did, and for good reason. but all that's beside the point.
but all that leads to my current glum.
i lost my wallet.
fuck. shit. shit. frickin. prick. cunt. piss. fuck. frick.
it could have fallen in one of two places;
the front stoop of the house right next to Lynch's on Domain Rd where we sat to bitch about the other two students last night, or Lachy's car when he offered me a lift home after the bitch fest.
This morning consisted of me going down to ANZ to cancel all my cards, making it to uni for all of an hour and 15 minutes before i ran off in a huff, going to cafe 181 and forking out $25 (which i managed to gather from all the pockets in my moleskine's lying around) for what i ate last night to get my id back (long story, just another thorn in my shit-arse day), then going to ANZ with said id to take out some money to replenish all said moleskine's. am pissed, and i need pizza.
i'm not following my draft of this post at all by the way, since i wrote that last night before i realised i didn't have my wallet with me. and i'm in no mood to wax lyrical on Little Miss Sunshine or David Lynch short films or indeed, the state of uni assessments.
so last week's fives after jump
5 things i'd write with my awesome new set up of fountain pen and noodler's ink:
1. this blog entry draft on my pocket ruled reporter 'skine
2. Essay Plans!!
3. Objectives and given circumstances for all three of my monologues
4. shopping lists and to do lists, to give a sense of formality to all my crummy stabs at productivity
5. a thank-you letter to my boy for this awesome awesome ink. (seriously people, try it out. it almost makes what you're writing worthwhile)
ps/ the title of this entry is a reference to Godard's La Chinoise. no actually, it's mostly a reference to the 60s french pop song featured in Godard's La Chinoise. Claudes Channes' poptastic Mao Mao
Sunday, October 15, 2006
mossy
To start things off, i'm going to post here a video made by the lovely coke boy, the hermopolitan ogdoad chaser himself (check out his blog in the linky panel). i think the video speaks for itself really...
it's been a while. i like to think that it's because i've gotten a life and just really haven't been on the computer much, or even that my neurosis have subsided somewhat (for what is this blog other than a place to sprout my on going shit shock crap?). but let's be honest, not a hell of a lot has happened since the last post, and i've been lazy as hell.
when i say that not a hell of a lot has been happening, i only mean that in the sense that there is no concrete list of things that i've done or places i've been or people i've seen. this is by no means a reflection on my current psyche. no, it's been some fulfilling few weeks. ima liking my birthday month.
last week family tregs threw me a birthday party, mama, papa, and brother tregs, tresie and nick, my mother, carilious, and my boy. i couldn't look at them too much, it was the best i could do to keep from crying. it was the sweetest thing, the way they've always opened their doors to me, for me. if it was possible to fall in love with a family then they're my sweethearts. and the 21 presents was pretty damn awesome as well, although some were ever so slightly embarrassing opening in front of my mother.
oh and yes, of course, MAGIC BALLOONS!!!
it was also alice lee's 21st recently. good times. it was like a massive year 11 reunion. which should by all means be horrifying but it was good. sweet even.
check out her sexy back
alice kiss peter
i started reading Love in the Time of Cholera, given to me by my beautiful boy. Only about chapter and a half way through but it's sucking me in. i can just tell that there are going to be some teary moments which would make this highly unsuitable tram ride reading, but to hell with that. there's a restrained elegance about the language, so kudos to the translator. i can only hope that i'll get to feel even just a level of that kind of love, and be brave enough to recognise it...i think i've satisfied the cliche quotient for this post.
the weather has been awful nice lately hasn't it? sunny days with a gentle breeze always buoys me up, it's like a b12 shot, always a sense of new beginnings. i'm learning my monologues, i'm getting there. maybe it's just because i've been feeling so invincible lately but i feel good about them for once. i'll keep you updated.
jump for all the missing fives, i think there's been two
5 people that's been surprisingly rubbing me the right way:
paris hilton
i know i know, but i'm over hating her. i finally got around to watching her sex tape the other day and you know what? i think i "get" her. if i was brought up as privileged as she was i'm sure i'd be JUST like her.
tiffany from st martin's drama class
even though she's in the making of becoming a toorak mum, even though she's just turned 20 and driving a merc, even though to be perfectly honest, she can't really act, she's such a personable sweetheart that i genuinely like her.
one of the drunken friends of the boy
don't hate him because he's all about boozing and hooking up with girls lately baby, love him because in amidst of all this boozing and hooking up he still wants to spend time with you. at least when he's sober, and you find him funny drunk, so it's win-win really.
a ghost of boyfriends past
it's funny how well we get along, and it's disturbing how our conversations always stray to the gutter (probably more my fault than his). but i'm glad you're back buddy.
my mother
she's been yelling less. the overall average decibel of her vocals has been dropped significantly. keep it up woman.
5 past times i've been enjoying lately:
- sitting on the grass on south lawn, half in the sun, half in the shade, and thinking about absolutely nothing.
- riding the tram a few extra stops to read a little more
- MAGIC BALLOONS!! (it's the ongoing story with this blog isn't it?)
- annoying the salesman at australian geographic store, shooting things at other customers and after playing with every single item in the store, buying only a $2.95 spinning top (which is teh sex by the way. it lights up!)
- waking up with my boy next to me in my bed, tracing his back with my finger under the morning light. i've never been happier (and thus i've satisfied the sop quotient of this post)
Monday, October 02, 2006
birthdays
i'm officially old. but despite most people deciding that there are more important things on, much fun was had. it ended up being just our tiny posse of the boy, cary and dean (oh and dean's friends who's names i'd forgotten the moment they were introduced to me. one of them had awesome shoes that killed her feet too). clicking on the photos will take you to the photoset, they're all in chronological order too so just follow the stream for the full narrative effect.
but here are some highlights
Y+R were great. Karina is officially my hero. that girl's insane, and insanely hot when she's going nuts. which is all the time. i got your dirty kicks!
got some pretty decent loot this year. oh oh, what did the boy get me you ask?
a bonsai tree. it's beautiful, and i'm going to kill it. like how i've killed every other plant that's come into my possession. i'll keep it near a window and hope it does the trick, the photo part of photosynthesis, right?
but thank you baby, for making me happy, and coming to the boring family dinner, and everything else you do for me.
i don't hate birthdays, it's just the organising involved that irks me. but it always just works out. so now i'm old, and have heaps of overdue work. but i'm happy. i'm very happy.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
tip-toes
This is probably the last chance i'll get at posting something before i turn 21. so people, i hope you all hae a good one.
if anyone was wondering, at some stage tonight, between 9 and 12 i'll be at click click waiting for Young and Restless to go on and trying to get my boy to dance. i didn't really invite anyone, so consider this a last minute open invitation to all interested parties.
I got a new haircut, and i'm still getting used to the fringe. well the fact that i had two people tell me it's not as hot as i thought was kinda hard on the self esteem. but i think it's hot. they'll be some photos some time i'm sure. well....birthday photos and all that. and i bought new bedding. Mossimo with 250 thread count so....decent. and it being the first complete set i bought myself i'm feeling all grown up and empowered.
well....to document this momentous occasion, rather than the usual Friday Fives, here's a meme:
Sunday Morning Meme: 50 questions
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
my new hair colour is HAWT!
2. How much cash do you have on you?
all of $25
3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"?
MORE!
4. Favorite planet?
MARS!!
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
mum
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
Ping Island from life aquatic
7. What shirt are you wearing?
a pink peter alexander tank
8. Do you "label" yourself?
as a hack
9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing?
i'm in bed, but i was just trying on my new steve maddens: i hereby dub thee, shoes i'll never be able to walk in
10. Bright or Dark Room
dark
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
erm.....wanker (i stole this off the guy who did that craig's list prank)
12. What does your watch look like?
check the last post
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
talkin on the phone with my boy
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
"baby. work sucks. i'm sick of these people. you are so great to me. thanks for everything. i miss you lots. love you baby" 10 bucks for who it's from
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
within my block
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
like...
17.Who told you he/she loved you last?
my boy
18. Last furry thing you touched?
my stuffed cow
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
none.....cept for that one cigarette i had yesterday
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
what...in my life? a good truckload
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
as of tomorrow, 21
22. Your worst enemy?
kirsten "troll" dunst
23. What is your current desktop picture?
there's a running theme here...my boy
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
goodnight mum
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
practically, i'd take the money. but if i were to be selfish, i'd take flying anyday
26. Do you like someone?
oh i'm in lurrrrve
27. The last song you listened to?
OK GO - can't remember which. i've been trolling the dance contest videos and got excited
28. What time of day were you born?
6:00 a.m.
29. What's your favorite number?
6
30. Where did you live in 1987?
in china
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
miss scarlett
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
doubt it
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
asleep
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
try and pound it a little, then wait for someone to help me
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
i like to think so
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
i want my queen of hearts and ace of spades on my pelvic bone, little wings on my right ankle, fire on the base of my left foot, and some profanity inside my lower lip
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
spanish
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
yes
39. Are you touchy feely?
veeery
40. What's your life motto?
err...maybe
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
pocket ruled reporter moleskine with a uniball signo RT 0.38, my wallet, cell
42. What's your favorite town/city?
melbourne
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
my new steve madden patented bright fire engine red stacked heels that i can't walk in
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
can't remember...but i write letters all the time, i just find it easier to hide them under pillows
45. Can you change the oil in a car?
nooo...
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
that he may or may not come celebrate my birthday with me tonight
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
my great grandmother who was beaten and killed in front of my mother
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
erm.....i guess it'll be Mel's 21st when i wore my black and white polka dotted empire line strapless lil ditty
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
nope, cept for my toe which still remembers the pain from trying to walk in my new shoes
50. Have you been burned by love?
it's never the love part that burns is it?
Thursday, September 28, 2006
catch-ups
three blissful days later, i'm back, and it feels like i'm picking up from where i left off. it's even weirder this time, since the mess in my room still looks exactly the same. it just feels like i've been out partying and came home at some obscene hour, except i'd lost three days.
but those were some nice three days.
along with the application forms i had to attach some passport sized photos. desperate and sama-less, i had to make do.
they're not as terrifying as last year's. they'll do. they replied, the audition is on November 15th. which means i can't go to Sing for Happy Feet. i'm going to have some painful emails to write tomorrow...
there's more after the jump...
the amount of food we'd consumed was also quite beautiful. he'd suggested we should start our own food blog, but really, who'd want to see our greasy fry-ups day after day? this was dinner on tuesday night. the burger to end all burgers. i was K.O'd my little mouth couldn't even wrap around half of it at a time. he did better than me, and didn't leave as much of a mess. and tried to console me by telling me it's the equivalent to that of what he makes when he has asian food.
and it was followed in the morning by the following:
no you're right, that wasn't all. between the two of us we managed to polish off four sausages, four eggs, eight rashers of bacon, five mushrooms, two onions, three bread buns and an extra slice of bread and at least a litre of orange juice. project lose three kilos is flying high.
today i say. i start doing things today. (that krispy kreme carilious brought me just punched me back down again)
oh oh i got my watch! two years coming...and finally i have my hands on it, actually it has hands, on me...geddit? oh i'm so lame. but the watch is kickin some butt. check out my girl eva green rocking it
not too shabby eh? mine has a black face instead of the blue. (and she looks mighty fine and naked in The Dreamers if anyone's interested) she might actually make the new bond worth watching, despite the shite song and the shite mug on that shite daniel craig man
so there, that's me up to date. what's left? oh right, the fives i forgot to put up all week...
A (Materialistic) Birthday Wishlist - 5 things i want
1. my watch (GOT IT! yayness, this is one to do list i can perform on!)
2. a trench coat (four years later and it's STILL in the magazines?)
3. a new ipod (i want my entire library in my pocket dammit!)
4. my Eyre Affair back from jazz (seriously woman, hand it to me)
5. the boy and zac's soon to be recorded EP (whenever it drops, hook me up)
Friday, September 22, 2006
mp3ness
as you may have noticed (provided your Internet connection is up to speed), i've laid down some tracks to accompany this blog. in the interest of keeping people on the page i've decided to go with the least offensive track ever (albeit very sweet) to hit things off before settling into the JT.
i'm blogging at 4am again because i can't sleep. i hate getting home after the sun rises. we went out for late night cheesecake last night (and steak, after the cheesecake, don't ask) and my dear boy decided it's fine to run the battery down just to play some music while in the car. RACV was called, no tears were shed, but falling asleep with all the damned birds chirping outside just doesn't sit well with me. and the fact that the left side of my back is shockinly sore doesn't make things any better.
in less annoying news, someone has triple posted the same comment on one of my video posts from way back when.
Your very pretty, whether this is a true blog or not... unfortunately you don't have "it" that makes "lonelygirl15" a blog to watch for. Sorry, but I still think your very pretty :)
- jeromecruz
erm...ok dude. first off. why are you watching it? there's only that one video blog post so clearly i'm not some major "lonelygirl15" scale production. and who prompted you to compare it to lonelygirl15? get lost creep.
as much as i love youtube hunting, the community scares me in so many ways.
i know it's friday already, i'll have this week's list up shortly. once i think of what to make a list of...
essay report: not progress, not even close.
nine days until the big two one. still no plans. i need someone to hit me really really hard, maybe so hard that i'll go into a coma and wake up and it'll be all over, and people would feel so sorry for me that they'll throw a party for me. please? jump for more......
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
i heart hearts
just checking in, to you know, procrastinate some more
the adventures didn't really take off. instead i went out for dumplings with cary and the boy, and mooched various things to watch and listen to off the both of em.
among them, season three of entourage.
they toned down the celebrity cameos but kept the gut wrenching satisfying put downs they throw each other, the pure awesomeness that is vinny chase, and the only conniving son-of-a-bitch i'd want to fuck over my career, ari gold. it's the best kind of trash, i mean where else are you gonna see DJ adam line up for some limited edition sneakers?
i'm getting tired, maybe i should just admit defeat and call it a night. this fucking essay...it's gonna be the death of me
i officially have A Better Tomorrow in german on my computer. people who don't specify the language of their foreign film torrents need to DIE DIE DIE!!!
much like john tucker....
any takers? some time this week?
anyway, some sillies to see you out.
Monday, September 18, 2006
you're the colour, you're the movement, you're the spin
this essay is never going to get written if i don't do something drastic.
i'm going off on an adventure today!
i'll go someplace i don't know, walk around some foreign neighbourhood, maybe watch a movie at someone else's local. i'll leave my phone at home, and most of my money.
loneliness was such a great motivator. not necessarily for uni work (god knows), but for the self. i was always so terribly aware of myself and exactly where i was. i need to go find that again. to all the good people who reads this blog: a brief farewell
-exeunt-
