december 31, 2000
listens _._soul coughing, ...and
listens _._soul coughing, ...and you will know us..., beth orton, legends of motorsport, sleater-kinney _
looks _._ dressing gown. [i have no idea what i'm going to wear for nye!]
eats _._ cold pizza _
crouching tiger, hidden dragon was really good. the fight scenes were excellent and it was sad and funny and the photography was beautiful. i was weirded out by the wudan flying method.
sat at supermild for a while. was really bored. didn't speak to mark or anything. we pretty much just sat there. spoke about "schlamming".
when sarah dropped me home i watched the end of a crap heather locklear film called body language. it was a bit like single white female. but even worse.
i slept some.
i finished stardust today. it was a beatiful story.
and i cleaned up my room a bit. threw away a whole pile of uni notes. it was dusty.
i'm not excited about new years at all. i have no definite plans. i just feel like i'm going to float between adelaide and dulwich. and i just realised that the invite for andrew's party is on my uni email and i can't access my uni email. poo.
i'm going to float around and then i'll end up sitting down because i'm too drunk or sad to move anywhere else.
last night i met sarah at the crown and anchor before we went over to supermild. it made me really sad:
a) the adelaide music scene is falling down very,very quickly.
b) there was hardly anyone there
c) lifo were okay, but they would have sounded better 5 years ago.
d) i wasn't 16 again and i wasn't seeing the reckøning play.
i can remember the first time i went to see the reckøning play. i'd been at a party with jamie (my 2nd ever boyfriend). it was up in stirling. i met a boy called nugget when we were leaving. jamie's friend myles had shown us the future is stupid a couple of weeks earlier. there's this photo of seamus on the back which kills me everytime i see it.
anyway. myles and jamie and i went all the way down from stirling to the crown and anchor. i can remember pushing my way through everyone to the right hand side of the stage. and then i saw seamus and all my 16 year old crushes faded away to nothing. for years i've had this crush on seamus. here i am 5 years on and i'm still going on about it.
really, i have a crush on seamus as i saw him then, not as he is now. i have a crush on the boy who wore pigtails and wacky glasses, who wrote candle, who called me pipsqueak, who made eyes at the girls in the audience. when it comes down to it, i was "in love" with the entire band.
it was the sweetest, the best time of my life so far. however well stuart and i got on together, i don't think i ever had as much fun with him as i did when i was going to a reckøning gig.
fuck. i'm all sentimental now. i was sad before. now i'm going to have to listen to reckøning before i go out. there are times like new years eve when it would be nice to be partnered. though, last new years eve, i was partnered and didn't really want to be anymore and it was one of the worst days in my life.
jackie liked her cd with the van pelt and enon on it. which is good.
yo. happy last day of 2000.
some of my worst times were this year [thanx to the boy who went through them with me, who was the cause of my heartbreak].
some of my best times (miaow kittens, melbourne rock kids, adelaide rock kids, the avalanches [iloveyouseguys])
i changed a lot in this year. i'm not sure about the worth of some of it (eg. drinking alcohol again. i liked the virtue of being kinda sXe). but. i'm more confident [and watch out. getting even more confident], have a better haircut, better clothes, more work related skills (ooh. yeah. what fun.), more friends, more enemies and lovely music to listen to.
i also feel more trapped where i am. i know i can make something amazing out of myself. 2001 i have to do it.
pipstar @ 06:48 PM | link | Comments:
december 30, 2000
listens_._ the avalanches, soul
listens_._ the avalanches, soul coughing, shivaree, atom and his package _
looks_._ army pant cutoffs and orange shell top _
eats_._ fake almond cookies, pizza with anchovies_
drinks_._ a cup of tea_
reads_._ stardust by neil gaiman
i cleaned the bathroom [there was some really weird black stuff in the shower]!!! _and_ i did the dishes piled up in the sink! it's amazing what i'll do when parentals are away. some people may have parties, i actually clean up!
neil gaiman's stardust is a really lovely book. i might get my little brother, alex, to read it. i think it would follow on quite nicely from the harry potter series.
i'm going off to see crouching tiger, hidden dragon in a few minutes! i've really been wanting to see this for a while. then supermild.
i think i'll go buy ...and you will know us by the trail of the dead's madonna tomorrow. i'd get it from chaos, but i want it now!
i kinda wish that i'd bought the white stripes cd when i saw them play with trans am. i really enjoyed them, now all i have is one crappy mp3. damnit. i want too many cds.
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just put my new towels and bathmat into my newly cleaned bathroom! they look so ace. i got a pink ["raspberry"] bathmat and an aqua handtowel and some facewashers. i already had aqua, blue and purple towels. it kinda cancels out the fact that the bathroom fittings are brown.
pipstar @ 07:11 PM | link | Comments:
december 30, 2000
listens_._ beautiful day by
listens_._ beautiful day by U2 _
eats_._fake almond cookies_
a friend from uni made me a tape with mecrcury rev, U2 and a whole bunch of stuff on it for me. then i lost it!
i'd never been that interested in U2, but there's something about them which has really got to me lately. i'll hear beautiful day and i'll pretty much weep. U2 started to grow on me when i won the soundtrack for million dollar hotel. i also read salman rushdie's ground beneath her feet, which is the basis of a U2 song on the soundtrack, and it all came together for me.
i was going to make a blond redhead related mix for someone today and i couldn't find my copy of "heaven ain't happenin'" by the lapse. i still can't find it.
pipstar @ 02:09 AM | link | Comments:
december 30, 2000
got diverted from php.
got diverted from php. went to do the webmonkey javascript tutorial.
i want new clothes!!! and a house which parents don't live in! i want my mister matey!
my mum and her boyfriend aren't even at home this weekend. maybe i don't want a parent free house, maybe i just want to use all the stuff that i've been buying for the last two years. today i went off and bought a bunch of towels, face washers and a bathmat!
i have this bizarre theory that once i've moved out of home i'll actually tidy up. a couple of weeks ago i bought some great purple alessi storage boxes. i had every intention of putting my clothes away. yet, they remain on my floor, and i hardly ever get anything out of the boxes unless all my other clothes are in the wash.
before falling asleep this evening, i was going to clean up my bathroom. i've been experiencing major guilt for the last 6 months. it is very dirty. not just untidy, there are major mould infestations. whenever my mum mentions my bathroom and how i should clean it, i roll my eyes like some angst ridden teenager (bit late for that).
i figure that if i clean the bathroom while parentals are away, i won't have to deal with "about time" comments. if they were here i'd also probably get the comment "need protective clothing". i don't deny that it is a messy, dirty bathroom. i'm just contrary and won't clean up if heckled.
listens_._...and you will know us by the trail of the dead ___live [Austin Texas 3.16.00] at www.supersphere.com
pipstar @ 01:11 AM | link | Comments:
december 29, 2000
listens_._sultans of sentiment by
listens_._sultans of sentiment by the van pelt_
looks_._green pyjama pants and aqua t. way fucked hair_
eats_._madras chicken capsicum curry with rice_
feels_._headachey and insect bitten_
what is it with me at the moment? i'm eating dinner and then just falling asleep. it almost hurts when i try to stay awake. if i keep up this pattern, i'll never be awake to go watch "crouching tiger, hidden dragon" and i'll end up sleeping through all of new years eve.
i've been spending more time looking at blogs than at normal sites lately. i particularly like joopy. i have a lot of empathy for her fucked up sleep pattern. ellie [joopy] has also encouraged me to go off on a fantastic geek mission to find out about php.
and tawdry has great design and the pop culture icons are excellent.
and then from tawdry (well cooties.punkrock.net) i went to zeldmann and from there to a list apart. now i'm all design inspired!
pipstar @ 11:18 PM | link | Comments:
december 29, 2000
saletime. yay for new
saletime.
yay for new books!!!
neil gaiman - stardust
jeanette winterson - the world and other places [short stories]
michael chabon - werewolves in their youth [short stories] (he wrote wonder boys which was made into a very good michael douglas - robert downey jr - tobey maguire film)
and at bargain prices!!!
i was about to go insane from not having anything to read. and i couldn't work out what to buy or borrow, but browsing saved the day. i've already started reading the chabon stories. they're good. but as in the wonder boys (i've only seen the film) broken marriages seem to be a large theme.
i also got a black dress from esprit. i've never ever bought anything from esprit before. even though i went to a private girls' school where everyone seemed to wear esprit. and yay! it was size 8 and only $29.95.
i almost bought the shellac album 1000 hurts on vinyl today (bonus cd version too!) but i held off. there's always tomorrow.
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i slept far too much again today.
gin and tonic and chicken stir fry (yum, though kinda salty - too much soy sauce) and suddenly i was unable to stay awake. it was really heavy, heavy sleep.
and then i woke up to go to karaoke and there were many many people there. including the boy i fancy [to make things easier we'll call him fancyPants (there's this pair of stylish pants he has, which pretty much the entire "crush" was based on)]. but now the telling-people-that-i-fancied-him thing has got out of hand and doing anything would feel way too contrived and wouldn't be that much fun. which kinda sucks.
it also means that new years eve will be weird. the party that i'll probably end up at will also be host to fancyPants, and i have a feeling that far too many people are going to say "garn pippa, make the move!". and i don't really want to make that move. i'm best at making those moves in melbourne.
and then there will probably be exboyfriend issues (it would be our 3rd anniversary this nye). so yeah. it all sounds like fun. but i might take vodka lime and soda as well as beer. or i might get some mandarin vodka. that tastes like fanta.
ooh. i split my skirt today!!!! sarah and i were leaving stix after karaoke got boring (too many people, not enough chances to sing) and i was demonstrating my supercool vampire slaying moves [again]. and my skirt split!!
pipstar @ 01:48 AM | link | Comments:
december 27, 2000
lurgh. i chose to
lurgh.
i chose to stay up until 7 this morning reading a town like alice by nevil shute. then i slept all day. i feel kinda achey.
a town like alice was a pretty good book. the descriptions of australia were good, it was pretty racist though. but what can you expect with a book from the 1950s?
chris leo from the lapse and the van pelt is an excellent song writer. go to www.epitonic.com for mp3s. i think that when he's not emoing he might be a teacher [there seem to be a couple of songs about teachers].
my dad only ever seems to give carnations when he has to give flowers. i think since i've been 18 i've been getting carnations for christmas easter and birthdays. he gives carnations to my mum (his ex-wife) and his mother too. though for my 21st he did give me a massive bunch of cream roses. which was really sweet.
pipstar @ 06:50 PM | link | Comments:
december 27, 2000
wow. the party i
wow. the party i went to was pretty damn fun! (but that might have something to do with me getting pretty damn drunk and having an "x fuel" drink before i left the house).
anyway. my "enemy" and i spoke. after she ran through the house baring her boxing gloves to everyone going "look at my anger management kit!" (needless to say i hid in the bathroom when this happened). but i met her cat and we agreed to be civil. which was christmassy.
i got a pretty ace present from my ex, an edmund gorey picture book the doubtful guest, which reminds me of the joan aiken books (dido and pa, night birds on nantucket etc). and the bestest thing was the comic book shop voucher and the iou for an orientation tour of the comic store!
i also got to speak to a boy who i've been fancying for the last couple of months, which felt a bit contrived and kinda like high school as i'd told a friend of mine who approved and then he went and told some other people and the boy who i fancy. but hey, the conversation went as okay as it could considering how drunk i was and that i kept on talking about computers and neoism.
it's interesting how different people respond to neoism. most people at work are very supportive (but they are helping in its development), but in general, it's a specific set of people who really get it. so far, there's really only one person who has grasped neoism straight away.
matt weston. i salute you.
pipstar @ 12:04 AM | link | Comments:
december 25, 2000
much happier today. it
much happier today. it might have something to do with it being christmas and actually waking up to it. {not just staying awake until it became midnight}. good presents, other people were happy with what i gave them too, which makes everything much better than just giving stuff and getting stuff.
here's where i act like a little kid:
1. a lovely big going away for a long time backpack! not that i'm going away anywhere for very long in the next year or so. but it's 60L and green with two big side pockets, a bottom bit which can be unzipped to be a main bit, a top pocket and many many straps and buckles. it's like a gadget, but big!!!!
2. a tshirt from my aunt with a picture of chairman mao and two little kids on it. it's a kinda sweaty tshirt like my two chinese ladies top, so it's more of a spring autumn winter top, but damn it's cool. propaganda posters are amazing.
3. maeda@media. an amazing book of john maeda's graphic computational work. [which i chose myself]
4. a tin of sketching pencils and sticks with a really good eraser (the flexible ones which you can make points with) and a nice sharpener.
and a big white plate from my nakedchef fan brother and some cool house stuff which i chose myself and money and a pocket knife and mini maglite.
i was really happy because my oldest brother liked his street directory (which i thought was a kinda boring present) and my mum looked really nice in the maeve tshirt i bought her (it's got a funky neckline) and everyone was happy. but lunch kinda sucked because both my grandmothers are really old now and they just sat there and one was nice and quiet, but the other one complained and then my brother wanted me to leave the table so i would drive him and get him some cigarettes (as if i'd find a store open at 2.30 on christmas day!). but it all ended nicely.
i'm alone at home now (about to go to the party with the death threatening person) and i've been drinking a really nice new zealand white wine and gin and tonic. sarah's going to pick me up soon.
i realised that i have a favourite album. it came out of the blue today. ruby vroom by soul coughing. i'm extra happy now that i've realised that.
true dreams of wichita to you. merry christmas too.
pipstar @ 07:21 PM | link | Comments:
december 25, 2000
mmmm. christmas. one and
mmmm. christmas. one and a bit hours in and i'm on my computer. and wrapping presents. and i stupidly watched romeo and juliet ['96 baz luhrmann version] whilst in a just woken up from a very long nap mood. and i was feeling cynical. and i felt that true love doesn't exist at all, it's all just chemistry. literally. and people love babies because they are "designed" to look cute and helpless.
yeah. i'm in a great mood.
but hey. i was invited to a christmas party by a group of people who overrode their other friend's wishes. which was nice. even though the other friend is quite insane and willing to kill me. apparently i don't play by "the rules". well. i'm not sure what those rules are and i never agreed to play by them anyway.
despite my tough talking i hope that i survive tomorrow night with my skull intact.
anyway. i watched romeo and juliet because i went and saw bring it on today. and the cute boy in that [jesse bradford] played balthazar in r+j. i don't really know why i went to see bring it on... eliza dushku. that's why.
so i went into the movie going eliza! and i came out going cheer cheer cheer. i was jumping and everything. in high school (say that cheerleaders existed in australia) i would have been the most anti cheer person in the world. hopefully the fake cheerleading thing will wear off soon.
i cheered in big star and all down rundle street and then in the petrol station when i got petrol (88.9 cents!) and i cheered when i got home and then i got reallytired and fell asleep 'til 11.
woke up watched film and got on net. [still can't get email access] found nick is curious orange. i went to his blog based on the fall reference. and then i found out that it was a really good page and the music list includes rainer-maria and new order. and the links include buddyhead.
i think it's strange how you can look at websites from all around the world but even if you look at seemingly random sites they all kind of link together. it seems that the blog network though is pretty close. and there does seem to be a large number of "indie rock" related blogs like us against them..
pipstar @ 01:32 AM | link | Comments:
december 23, 2000
uurgh! i forgot how
UUrgh! I forgot how to type in my email password!! I normally touch type it in, but today I tried to type in with only one hand as i was eating, and i tried over and over again, but was locked out of my account!!! I finally worked out what it was, but now there is bad cookie problems. oh no!
also, my pet annoyance for the day is when you tell someone something about another thing and the someone goes "oh, i've heard this [presumably bad or very interesting] stuff about the other thing" and then the someone won't tell you about the [presumably bad or very interesting] stuff. which makes the stuff seem far more interesting than it really is, and you make up potential gossip the stuff could be. which can be quite dangerous.
also, my annoyance from yesterday is people who keep on demonstrating to you the immense power of their audio equipment. but with music you don't want to hear. and they leave you wanting to try out your new joan of arc or avalanches album on a good turntable. with their speakers. but still you have to listen to their music.
pipstar @ 06:48 PM | link | Comments:
december 22, 2000
i've taken to singing
i've taken to singing christmas carols. i was out shopping with my mum, and i started singing... in public. i do really like singing carols, but it's a lot more fun and sounds much better when you're with a bunch of people. duh. that's called a choir
but i'm trying to remedy this solo singing with some concerted karaoke action. i'm going to learn the words to kriss kross' only single jump!
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