I CUT MY FRINGE in a spur of the moment
you know about a week or so ago i gave a friend of mine the address of my lj to check out what i've been up to since i moved
he replied to my message with "is this really gemma? i don't think so. that site is strange. are you fucking with me?"
and since then he hasn't replied to any of my text messages.
weird? i don't get it/him.
anyway
accounts of ollie browne at the troubador are enough to cheer, and the new album not so far away. i'm going to buy the single 'Along The Run' next week.
James left for home at 7.30 yesterday morning, he gets back tomorrow evening. i miss him. i only had 4 hours sleep sunday night. stayed up to watch The Shining then went to bed but couldn't sleep because i wanted to sleep so badly and not be tired for work. anyway i managed to get myself into a state again. so now mum sent me some serepax (for which i am grateful indeed!) it's strange to be on my own, alone, with 2 days off. if i wasn't so poor again i would spend something or other.
work is getting bearable. the store opens on thursday so we'll see. i just want to wear a neck chain and play great tunes. which i will. hopefully.
coogee beckons me outside. just a bus outside my front door. so here i am and it's a gorgeous winter day and i'm going to sit and read on the beach. i only came up to the shops to buy some inexpensive sunglasses for both pairs of mine have broken. yes the rock stars have! i wanted to take a photo (i have my camera in tow for the first time in months) i wanted to take a photo. of a dying man and his adult daughter. almost the first thing i saw getting off the bus. they were walking across the park, so slowly and he was leaning on her. and he's not old. not old at all. maybe 45. with shoulder length hair matted back down the back of his head. but i didn't ask. it's strange that i knew that he was dying. i could feel it. he had a look in his eyes.
missy higgins next week.
little birdy and snow patrol.
i'm reading Prozac Nation and sherwyn i bought Catcher.
i miss brisbane and home. home more often. parents are underrated!
thankyou danijela and daja for the mix cd. can i get a tracklisting do you suppose? the cover is great. i'm a little round man and i like my tie.
he replied to my message with "is this really gemma? i don't think so. that site is strange. are you fucking with me?"
and since then he hasn't replied to any of my text messages.
weird? i don't get it/him.
anyway
accounts of ollie browne at the troubador are enough to cheer, and the new album not so far away. i'm going to buy the single 'Along The Run' next week.
James left for home at 7.30 yesterday morning, he gets back tomorrow evening. i miss him. i only had 4 hours sleep sunday night. stayed up to watch The Shining then went to bed but couldn't sleep because i wanted to sleep so badly and not be tired for work. anyway i managed to get myself into a state again. so now mum sent me some serepax (for which i am grateful indeed!) it's strange to be on my own, alone, with 2 days off. if i wasn't so poor again i would spend something or other.
work is getting bearable. the store opens on thursday so we'll see. i just want to wear a neck chain and play great tunes. which i will. hopefully.
coogee beckons me outside. just a bus outside my front door. so here i am and it's a gorgeous winter day and i'm going to sit and read on the beach. i only came up to the shops to buy some inexpensive sunglasses for both pairs of mine have broken. yes the rock stars have! i wanted to take a photo (i have my camera in tow for the first time in months) i wanted to take a photo. of a dying man and his adult daughter. almost the first thing i saw getting off the bus. they were walking across the park, so slowly and he was leaning on her. and he's not old. not old at all. maybe 45. with shoulder length hair matted back down the back of his head. but i didn't ask. it's strange that i knew that he was dying. i could feel it. he had a look in his eyes.
missy higgins next week.
little birdy and snow patrol.
i'm reading Prozac Nation and sherwyn i bought Catcher.
i miss brisbane and home. home more often. parents are underrated!
thankyou danijela and daja for the mix cd. can i get a tracklisting do you suppose? the cover is great. i'm a little round man and i like my tie.