lots to say

the more you have to say, the harder it is to start saying it.

onyxia nazi

i would love to party with this guy:

onyxia nazi

darth vader adidas

darth vader adidas

guns and god

the thing i don't get about americans is their dual fascination with guns and god. i mean, isn't believeing in god all about having faith? so where do the guns fit in? "i believe jesus christ is our lord and saviour and i have faith that he will protect us and provide for us. and just in case he doesn't, i'm packing a 12 gauge shotgun."

loretta's scars

only live version that i've seen.

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real superheroes

i dunno if this is cool or shit

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video

seymour at the cafe

looking over the men seated at the cafe he frequented, seymour realised they were mostly older than him. the fragments of conversations he overheard didn't concern him, the music they played over the radio was from an era past and a discerning observer would surmise the men were mostly here to avoid spending the afternoon with their wives. as they smoked at their tables on the street they grandiosly discussed large currency exchanges and challenged each other's authority on the subject with what appeared to be overzealous vigour.

seymour was always fascinated that people could have so much to talk about. he thought that, if he combined all the worthwhile conversations from his life together, he would struggle to fill much more than a day with talk. but these folk appeared to really enjoy their conversations, especially the newly acquainted boys and the girls, crouched across the table from one another in anticipatory glee. soon enough their thighs would be intertwined. soon enough their hearts would be at odds. anticipation was not a state that seymour relished. it had been a long time since that. he liked to reflect, knowing that the sun had left him unblistered for a day at least without a care for tomorrow and the horror it might bring.

moving on

it's a hard call making the decision to move on from someone you love. we don't always have the luxury of choice in that regard. sometimes people are taken from us. but when you show someone your very essence and they resent what they see then you can't rationally let them remain close to you.

life's balance sheet

if my life were a company, i would have been charged with insolvent trading by now.

kristina keneally

i had a dream about kristina keneally last night. nothing particularly noteworthy about that. except that most of the dreams i have about her end up with me moving a motion in her lower house. the dream last night involved her changing her hair as a last ditch effort to sway nsw voters. this morning when i woke up i had to think hard for a few moments about whether it had actually happened or not. i guess that's less a reflection of my delirium and more a reflection of the current state of nsw politics.

new years 2011

well after the clock had ticked over, i made a resolution that i would live life. considering i've successfully managed to adhere to my previous two new years' resolutions, i'm on something of a streak.

exactly what living life entails i'm not really sure. but i do know i've made a decent start in keeping to the resolution by lasting about 36 hours without sleep to date. time to crash.