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[May. 23rd, 2007|11:01 pm] |
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OH MY MOTHERFUCKING BITCHMOTHER FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!
AN ANIME WITH A SOUNDTRACK BY PLAID. UH UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... I AM LITERALLY SHAKING WITH EXCITMENT...
BEHOLD:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEbJz2w_kwI
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
um... excitement |
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| New Pants |
[Oct. 8th, 2006|04:07 pm] |
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| |  stoopid | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 3rd Planet by modest mouse | ] |
I have new pants. What do have to say to that huh? Yeah. Take that! |
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| BJORK - AMPHIBIAN |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|07:47 pm] |
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| |  procrastin-A-TORRR | ] |
| [ | music |
| | BJORK! | ] |
So I figured if I'm procrastinating I guess I should do something at least a little bit productive. So I've been cleaning my room while listening to music at random off my computer and Amphibian by Bjork just came up. I totally forgot I had that song it's a B-side that didn't make it onto vespertine. Its incredibly great. So um there. I uploaded it and was just going to post it onto Sarah's LJ in a comment but after writting all this I figured I may as well make it an LJ post seeing as how I never post.
So here's the link for uploading BJORK - AMPHIBIAN:
http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=B8A69340114C2275&rcpt=jayratcliffe@hotmail.com |
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| PLAIDPLAIDPLAIDPLAIDPLAID |
[Jul. 25th, 2006|03:54 am] |
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| | PLAID | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | PLAID | ] |
| [ | music |
| | PLAID | ] |
It just occured to me while I sit here procrastinating that I've spent most of my spare time the last 4 days listening to Plaid. I love Plaid. Just like I love lamp. No, MORE. Plaidplaidplaidplaid. While I was listening to Plaid just now I was thinking about doing one of those posts were people comment and you upload a song that reminds you of that person. I've been thinking about it for a while now and its a little daunting and makes me nervous because what if you inadvertantly insult someone somehow with the song you choose. But I didn't take into account PLAID. Plaid are so great :) how could I possibly offend anyone by likening them to a Plaid track? Actually it occurs to me that I probably could offend very easily considering Plaid are often very cheesy and often extremely uncool but if you can grasp how much I love Plaid then you can't be justifiably offended. So what I'm getting at is that if you comment then I'll tell you which Plaid song or songs remind me of you (you'll probably get 2 or 3 songs)
The end.
P.s. if I don't post straight away don't freak out I'm actually pretty busy at the moment for a change because I have started uni... hoot!
Also it is highly likely that only one of my friends may like plaid (Marcus) and I won't be able to convey to everyone else how truly awesome they are to me via the medium of Plaid but it is worth a shot. |
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[Jun. 25th, 2006|12:33 am] |
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| | imogen heap - closing in | ] |
You fit in with:
Humanism
Your ideals mostly resemble that of a Humanist. Although you do not have a lot of faith, you are devoted to making this world better, in the short time that you have to live. Humanists do not generally believe in an afterlife, and therefore, are committed to making the world a better place for themselves and future generations.
20% scientific.
100% reason-oriented.
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Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com
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[Jun. 15th, 2006|11:59 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Quite cheerful despite entry | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Skinny Puppy - rodent | ] |
Haha Marcus (marcuscauldron) put me onto this little delight
He's just started a livejournal so go look at it then add him because it will be the awesome (srsly)
 | You scored as Suicide. Your death will be suicide. What more can I say? Fact: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. If you want to know hwo you will commit suicide, take a look at your second highest percentage on the bar graphs.
Suicide | | 80% | Bomb | | 60% | Posion | | 60% | Disappear | | 53% | Suffocated | | 47% | Natural Causes | | 40% | Disease | | 40% | Gunshot | | 27% | Stabbed | | 27% | Accident | | 27% | Eaten | | 27% | Drowning | | 20% | Cut Throat | | 7% | </td>
How Will You Die??
created with QuizFarm.com |
Obviously I'm going to go out as a suicide bomber. I'll take down John Howard or something.
Or Kochie |
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| I can't sleep when i'm drunk and sarah and lauren are snobbing me AGAIN |
[Jun. 11th, 2006|04:04 am] |
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| | awake | ] |
| [ | music |
| | bjork - live at royal opera house | ] |
Most of these things seem to fit:
| Your Five Factor Personality Profile | 
Extroversion:
You have low extroversion.
You are quiet and reserved in most social situations.
A low key, laid back lifestyle is important to you.
You tend to bond slowly, over time, with one or two people.
Conscientiousness:
You have low conscientiousness.
Impulsive and off the wall, you don't take life too seriously.
Unfortunately, you sometimes end up regretting your snap decisions.
Overall, you tend to lack focus, and it's difficult for you to get important things done.
Agreeableness:
You have medium agreeableness.
You're generally a friendly and trusting person.
But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.
You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.
Neuroticism:
You have high neuroticism.
It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.
You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.
You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.
Openness to experience:
Your openness to new experiences is high.
In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.
You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.
A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything. |
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[Jun. 4th, 2006|01:01 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | I feel not much | ] |
| [ | music |
| | clouddead - cloud dead number five | ] |
Today I went and saw Drawing Restraint 9 at The Dendy with The Marcus and The Andrew. It was good.
Other news:
I discovered David Mitchell's new book was out and immediately bought it before I realized I can't actually afford it. Who needs food when you've got good books?
Ate at Gaya for the 50th time (may be exaggerating). I love that place. FUCK. I almost forgot to mention I asked what that red sauce was and they said it was bloooooood! That may not have happened...
It was red pepper sauce from the Korean shop downstairs. I was going to buy a bucket of it but thought better of it and bought a margarine sized container instead. Yay. I should have bought the bucket.
Chapter One:
The End |
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[May. 23rd, 2006|02:56 pm] |
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| | complacent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Mouse On Mars - Niun Niggung | ] |
Ahhh... This entry is for Moshi and Jesse and Lauren who all tagged me for it in that order months ago.
Once you are tagged you must write a blog about your 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names.
But because I have a minuscule friends list and everyone on it has been tagged already for this so I'm not gonna... Something horrible will happen no doubt like those chain letters and if you don't continue them then any children you have will turn into downies or your pets will explode at a really inconvenient moment or you'll find Daniel Maucombe (is that how you spell his last name? I can't remember) in a box in your cupboard (thanks Lauren I'd totally forgotten about the young Daniel jokes until you mentioned it the other day)
So in no real order:
1- That smacky sound when people eat with their mouths open drives me up the wall. Its horrrrrrrrrible argh. I got so annoyed one time that I told Marcus to close his mouth because it was disgusting but then he told me how he has really bad sinus problems and can't breath through his nostrils so I felt really awful.
2- I'm really fidgety and have to be doing something with my hannds all the time like fiddling with my goatee (not goatse) or biting my fingernails. If I try to make an effort not to fidget like keep my hands by my sides without grabbing my pockets I get really self conscious.
3- I don't know if this is really another point or just a continuation of the last one but sometimes if I'm fiddling with my goatee and I find an uneven bit I'll have to hunt down a pair of scissors then and there. Maybe I'm obssesive compulsive... hmmmmmm
4- Sometimes if I haven't spoken to a friend in a long time I'll feel bad and awkward which makes it harder for me to contact them and so I put it off then time passes and i feel even worse and it makes it more awkward getting in contact with them again, just making it more difficult. Bouts of reclusiveness (that's not a word is it?) make this a common occurence so I'm pretty amazed that my friends stick around. You guys are TOPS!
5- I love crisp new books. When I buy one and read it I try not to open the pages too much for fear of getting those creases down the side but when other people read it and crease the sides it doesn't bother me. Yeah new books are the awesomeness. But I also like old books. Crusty old books are great too. I just like books.
6- I still have 95% of my chocolate I got for easter from my Ma and Da and a few friends. Bwah ha ha
Oh my there is quite a lot of bad spelling in there but I can't be bothered |
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[May. 20th, 2006|04:52 pm] |
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Ummm so this is my first live journal entry in some time, just a quick one before I head out for my first gig... Fuck I'm really scared but I think at least a few of my friends are coming for support... Thanks Lauren (ahh bitter sarcasm). Anyway fuck that. Sorry to everyone I've been snobbing the past couple of weeks (esp. Moshi and Sarah) thanks to my music. I know this is short notice but I'm playing at the Globe tonight for the first time at about 10pm/10:30pm so it would be awesome if anyone can make it. Its $5. Me and marcus are only playing for 30min. I've been reluctant to tell anyone because I wasn't sure if I wanted anyone to come. Ummm ok |
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| Tehe. I'm tired ok. Thats my excuse and I'm sticking to it |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|02:23 am] |
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| You Are The Chariot | 
You represent a difficult battle, and a well-deserved victory.
You tend to struggle to get what you want, both internally and externally.
You excel at controlling opposing forces, getting down the same path.
In the end, you bring glory and success - using pure will to move forward.
Your fortune:
There is great conflict in your life right now, either with yourself or others.
You must find a solution to this conflict, which is likely to be a "middle road" between the two forces.
You posses the skills to triumph over these struggles, as long as your will is strong.
You are transforming your inner self, building a better foundation for future successes. |
This is what happens when i'm bored at 2am in the morning.
Very embarrassing |
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[Feb. 15th, 2006|11:49 pm] |
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| | content | ] |
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| | kid606 - resilience | ] |
Hmm i feel i should update i guess. Beaarrg. Ug. Um. This last week our whole house has been overrun with a disease now dubbed "Fuckhole Fever" and its true it only effects fuckholers. We've had visitors and no-one got sick except for Lauren, Jesse, Cam and I. I think the LJ gods cursed us for not posting or something. I've been meaning to but this is the first time I've been able to steal the computer away from Jesse and no-one is on messenger. I swear every time i went to write something some radhead is online (Sarah or Patrick or some-one) so i spend the whole time talking to them SO SCREW YOU LJ LORDS I DENY YOU!
AND THEN Jesse starts posting MY news on his journal gah! That was supposed to go on my page! (Just the bit about the ren and stimpy DVDs)
Anyway before i got Fuckhole Fever I woke up with bot bot issues and vomiting on Thursday so between that and F-Fever I only worked one day this week AND IT WAS MY LAST SHIFT EVER YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY i get a warm fuzzy feeling every time I think about it. Jesse will come home from BP and complain about customers and and I will say something like "Yeah that happens at my work too" and then I remember that I DON'T WORK THERE ANYMORE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I've been in a totally deliriously happy mood ever since. Even when on the way home FROM MY LAST SHIFT EVER at 7am in the morning (graveyard shift) I burnt myself really quite badly from steam and boiling hot water/coolant shooting from my car's radiator (because I'm a total dickhead, shut up) and had to drive home in insanely busy traffic going at 1 kilometer an hour in burny agony for like 30 mins, I was still totally jolly in the important parts of my brain.
I spent the rest of the morning with my arm in a bucket of ice and water watching the new Willy Wonka movie until i realized at around 12.00 my arm wasn't going to stop hurting anytime soon so Cam (who had been running around getting me ice from the servo and trying to make me comfortable) drove me to the doctor, he can be a good sort (sometimes). At the doctor I was informed that there was no permanent damage and that the burn was superficial which is good, but that the superficial burns are the most painful, which is bad. So that day was kinda exciting sort of.
What else? Umm. Last Wednesday we had an old fashioned Fuckhole piss up minus Moshi (we miss you, you lout) but that will have to go as a separate post under fuckholegstreet methinks. Here's a preview:
Oh yeah. That's not the REAL Captain Oats, he's still missing, its the replacement: Oats Zero |
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[Feb. 5th, 2006|07:20 pm] |
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| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | mercof - remembranza | ] |
1. I think i've spent way too much money in Melbourne.
2. Lauren I got you a postcard like 5 days ago but for some reason it hasn't posted itself.
3. The guy that created Johnny The Homicidal Maniac created Invader Zim
4. This woman deserves a big medal and a free wristy http://intermaweb.net/2005/10/29/world-record-4-peristaltic-action/ |
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| Melbourne Day One |
[Jan. 31st, 2006|10:22 pm] |
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you put your right foot in...
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| Huzzah! Melbourne! Huzzah! |
[Jan. 31st, 2006|11:20 am] |
After arriving in Melbourne yesterday mourning at about 11am melbo time carrying a suitcase I had finished packing 15min before I'd left the fuckhole on 3 hrs sleep, I was amazed to discover that I'd only managed to forget one thing. Probably the most important thingy but still...
So anyway having forgot my battery recharger for my mobile phone and with it running on *empty battery* symbol I set off into the depths of melbourne praying that my phone would last until 3pm when Paddy Boomsticks, the most bestest ever (next to the fuckholers) finished work.
60 seconds after leaving the train station lockers where I left my suitcase, I stumbled across a tiny second hand store with books covering the floors and walls in no discernible order and spent my first hour and a half in Melbourne on hands and knees, or balancing on poorly made little wooden ladders, hunting books. Yay books!
After that I was finally contacted by Steph (another awesomeness perpetuator) so I didn't feel too guilty about turning off my rapidly dying mobile.
From then until Patrick finished work I just wandered aimlessly about until I found this fucking rad store on Elizabeth st(?) called Minotaur. Its just full of asian movies, anime, manga, comics, sci-fi novels, art books, obscure horror movies, TV shows and some of the coolest toys ever. Its nerd city. Ug. It was a constant battle not to spend all my money in the first 10min. Glorious.
By the time I was done there Patrick had finished work so I wiped myself off and met up with him at some tram stop up the road where this bogan wearing a blue wife-beater and sporting an enormous bear belly was singing the Hokey Pokey for money. But rather than sing the entire song he just stuck to the classic sections: "You put your right foot in, You put your right foot out" and "Oh! The Hokey Pokey" I guess the other lines were just filler anyway. I was waiting for Paddy for about 10-15min and the Hokey Pokey Bogan would just repeat it over and over. Although to his credit he'd occasionally throw in some line from an entirely different song like "ABC, as easy as 123" half way through before going back to the Hokey. "You're beautiful. You put your right foot in..." I'll have to see if he's still there today.
Patrick introduced me to this great bubble tea place and then some brilliant shop called Bread Top. Its great! Its just bread and pastries full of anything you could think of. They had like the classic danishes and stuff but then there were sausage and onion ones and chicken, and tuna. My favorite combo was chicken curry donut. Brilliant.
From there we met up with Steph had a beer at "Transport" and I spent the whole time trying to convince them to move up to Brisbane which is hard especially considering they both live in a city as awesome as Melbourne and also while I was trying to sell Brisbane to them, by thinking of all its good points, I realized how crap Brisney Land really is. All I could think of to say that wasn't a lie was: its better than Canberra and my friends are really cool!
At about 5:30 Patrick and I started the trek back to his abode which I didn't realize is like out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere. Its kind of like the C-town of Melbourne (maybe less bogans) or its about that far out anyway. By the time we got back I was ready for sleepies but not before re-arranging the word magnets (these ones were cat themed) on the fridge to say rude (ruder) things. I had a little trouble at first seeing as though all the choicest words like "pussy" and "lick" were taken but I'm rather proud of the end result:
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[Jan. 17th, 2006|12:38 pm] |
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Sorry Fuckholers I'm going to postpone my party until a later date. I don't know when, some time in the near future. I'll keep u all posted. |
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| Fuck it I'm posting it now |
[Jan. 4th, 2006|06:28 pm] |
On new years there was a lot of talk about philosophy and the world and life that was just plain fucked up and retarded. Ok so there is no inherent meaning to life there is no god, I agree.
There is no reason so why bother? You dipshit it is fucking simple -
first set of options:
a) You can give up and die
b) You can live
If you chose b):
1) Will I try and make some kind of difference with my life even if its just something like trying to make the people I care about happy?
2) Will I just live for myself and take from the world or do nothing because its all meaningless?
If you answerred 2) you should seriously consider your choice on a) and b) again because you are a fucking parrasite!
Wait a minute reading this back this is totally harsh. There needs to be another option in there somewhere. If you are going to choose a), look around yourself and tell me there aren't people who are going to be sad and fucked up by that descision and if there is (there always is) stop being so fucking selfish and choose 1).
What a rant. I'm not sure I've thought this through enough though. Plz comment. Tear it appart I don't care.
Jimbo really gave me the shits that night. |
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| I wanna move to scandinavia |
[Dec. 14th, 2005|06:35 pm] |
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| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Advance Australia Fair | ] |
A regular came into work today and said something like "hey did you
hear about those race beatings down in Sydney?"
I said "Yeah its crazy, how fucked up is that. Now they're trying to
get shit happening up here."
To which he replied (i don't think he was listening to anything i said)
"You know what they should do? Take a big leg of ham and hit them with
that. Those muslims hate pork!"
WTF!?!
This is typical of the kinds of dickheads i have to deal with at work
all the fucking time (i work in a service station). I don't even work
in a particularly racist area. Makes you proud doesn't it? This country
is just too fucked sometimes |
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[Dec. 13th, 2005|11:17 pm] |
After many beatings and much psychological abuse from Jesse, Moshi and Lauren I have created my own LJ and have already established myself as some kind of scat lover (see profile) hazzaa!
A rare indigenous jay moment captured on film |
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