nearly 2005

I have this approaching feeling of dread inside me. I am suffering from some pretty intense anxiety, and I think it'll all accumulate on Monday. Fucking great. Anyway, hello. Yes it's almost 2005. Yet another fucking year has gone by. I sure went to a lot of concerts this year. Here's a list of em:

• Metallica + The Datsuns
  
• Cog (in December 2003 or January. Can't remember)
  
• A Perfect Cirlce + ....... can't remember
  
• Cog (In July) + Fort
  
• TISM + Monster Zoku Onsomb! and some ska band
  
• Spazzys + The Daybridges and some other shite bands
  
• Supergrass + Rocket Science and The City Lights
  
• Machine Gun Fellatio + The Spazzys and Butterfingers
  

Best concert of 2004? easily TISM. Giving Les a noogie and seeing his face a few times was quite the highlight of the year. The most expensive concert I've ever been to was that Metallica one. $120. Right at the front. The concert itself wasn't too special. It was great hearing that Ennio Morricone song before they play though. And the pyros they had were great as well.

The most dissapointing was A Perfect Circle. Meh, I dont' know why it was so bad. Maybe it was just how I was feeling at the time. The security for that was so tight. They didn't care if you brought in guns and knives, they just didn't want any cameras! Though lots of people smuggled them in. At that concert I realised this:

"I wanna see bands jump around like complete fuckheads. I wanna see them doing crazy things that aren't at all related to the music. Because when you're at a concert, it ISN'T all about the music. It's about putting on a show. If it were all about the music, then there wouldn't be concerts in the first place. Would there?"

I also realised that the amount of enjoyment I get at concerts is directly proportional to the amount of band members on stage. I suppose that's why I'm looking forward to The Polyphonic Spree.

I also completed jury duty in January. I was juror 3 on a rape and indecent assault trial. Fucking awesome. I got paid shit all, but for me, it was so much. Fuck yeah! My jury only deliberated for about 30 minutes. After the trial, I got home and saw an article on the net, from a Melbourne newspaper saying something about the jury in the trial. That was cool. I also had a couple of close encounters with the accused rapist in Subway and on the train. Awesome!

Best movie I saw this year was definitely Team America. That's why I'm saying fuck yeah all the time. I also saw The Godfather for the first time this year. That's quite good I suppose.

I've acheived good marks at uni. I think I've found my niche in functional and logical programming languages. They're so trippy. I also managed to do a couple of music subjects which I was so happy to do. I got 6's in both of em. I met lots of intersting people, but they all had awful taste in music. Which is so ironic (in Bad Santa voice: ha ha). It was fun being one of the oldest people in the class. And it was fun being one of the only non-Arts/Music students in the subject. "Yeah I'm a software engineer. Fuck you arts student I'll take you on!"

Despite lots of music theory I've learnt, I never got around to writing some music. Pfft, I'm just getting so lazy about it. Which is rather sad.

A lot of people I know turned 18 this year. So I've been going to the Casino tons as of late. I've also become extra-friendly with Kristy, who was someone I hated many years ago. But somehow, through many swear words and TISM ideas and phrases, we seem to connect. It's quite bizzare really.

This year I took up photography. It's so easy. Digital photography is anyway. I developed a good way of photographing bees.

Phew I think that's it. That's what I did in 2004. Bring on 2005!

post christmas

So christmas is over for another year. Here's a brief summary of what I did in the past few days:

23/Dec:
Kristy and I drove around to Bracken Ridge and Eatons Hill and saw some knarly christmas light displays. That was nice. We exchanged christmas presents too. I gave her a nice book, while she (and amy darcy and sarah) got me a ticket to the big day out. Farkin hell. I didn't see that coming.

24/Dec:
On christmas eve I watched Die Hard, Fawlty Towers and a doco on the JFK assasination. I sure get into the festive spirit.

25/Dec:
Grandma came over, and I spent the day sitting around drinking wine and beer. I got a beach towel, socks, and lots of beer. Geee, what's with the beer? My family just gives each other beer. Later that night we watched National Lampoons Christmas Vacation. Fuckin great.

So yes, there ya go. ho ho ho. Merry christmas.

trendy balmoral

Did some christmas shopping tonight. Got whiskey, beer, chocolates and movie tickets. The front of the box of chocolates looks so much like a bjork album. Seriously. That's the only reason I got em.

Had to go to Balmoral to get the movie tickets. I had never really been there before. It is surprisingly close to the city, but it just feels like it's in the middle of nowhere. The weird thing is that, out of nowhere, there is this road with tons of trendy cafes, coffee shops, bars. Every place there was just packed.

But the most crazy thing is this real estate agent I passed. It's called 'place' and is just so fucking artsy and minimilist inside. Stupid red furniture; too much floor space and flat screen monitors showing ads for houses. That just cracked me up. I can't help but laugh at modern/artsy places. Gah! What's my problem? I'd rather everything be messy and old. Not clean and new. I'd rather look at pictures of houses on paper, not flat-screen monitors. Fuck, I hate how technology is used sometimes. That store looks too arty. During office hours I can just imagine them playing Philip Glass's Einstein on the Beach inside, or perhaps 4''33'. But I doubt anyone would notice that one.

Anyway I got that out of the way at last. Now I just have to buy Kristy something. A book perhaps? We'll see.

sore back and piano black

ow my back hurts a bit. not too much, but enough to write something about it. ok i think i should use correct punctuation to set a good example to all the kids. Yes OK this is better.

Yesterday i finally found some sheet music of 'Piano Black'. It's from the Cowboy Bebop soundtrack. Written by Yoko Kanno, who is just the greatest anime composer ever. Fuck yEaH! I tried working that song out myself, but it's just so complicated. And the piano is too muddy sounding for me to hear it properly. It's part of a Cowboy Bebop piano solo that was probably played live by Yoko...... Kanno. Yes.

Today I went to work and tried to stay awake. I went into a bookstore and tried to find something for kristy. I don't know what to get her. I'll just go to that lingerie shop. nah I haven't got the guts. I probably should buy more people gifts, but it's hard when your only source of income is the government. Cheap bastards, working for nothing in the valley. At night the valley seems fine, but during the day it just smells. I should stop bitching about it, but fuck it, who's gonna read this crud anyway? Oh and also in the valley are these people in orange shirts from amnesty international hassling me about their cause. gah! fuck off!

So in conclusion, I should buy some presents, learn to play piano black and get used to the smells of homeless bums/amnesty international people wanting my precious time and old guys walking out of the chinese club vomiting, Thankyou.

1st

Yes here i am posting on a fucking blog, just like millions of other people who think that someone on the other side of the world wants to read about what they did today. Because you see, over in their country, the don't mind if your grammar is sub-par. They even don't care if you can't spell! Wow! All that matters are these little thoughts that go running through your head, like this. God, how fucking pathetic is this. I remember what Ron Hitler Barrassi said about the Internet "It's all form and no meaning"

How true Peter, how true.