Christ.
It's 2 am. I'm awake. Very awake. And kind of cold.
There's a movie on Channel 9 right now called "The Broken Hearts Club". It's a movie featuring Zach Braff, Dean Cain and some others. It's a romcom about a group of queer friends. Yeah, I dunno. Anyway, 'tis the season for all this queerness.
May be going to the parade tomorrow night with Era, but we'll see. Lol, so last minute. I've been serving Mardi Gras folk all week. Plenty of Dykes came in for gear for their Bikes *purrs*...It was wild this afternoon, something like thirty bikes roaring down King Street. Yum. A guy came in hunting for wire to make "three curly piggy tails". Last week three young queer kids from 20/10 came in to buy duct tape in pride colours to make a duct tape corset. We're pretty much out of spray paint and anything that sparkles is long gone.
Speaking of my lovely straight wife, we caught up for a bit yesterday. Met up at TAFE. It was weird being back there, lol. She had some issues and ideas that she wanted to run by me. It was great talking to her...And Era, you're perfectly abnormal. There's nothing wrong with you or the way you feel or think. You are, as always, utter perfection. Doghead.
Umm...My mum got back from her holiday this arvo. Haven't had a chance to chat with her yet because I went to my dad's after work for dinner and when we got back she was in bed. Maybe I'll get a chance tomorrow. Or Sunday. Hmm. Anyways, she got me a cool, lame keyring (by request) which is right up my alley, and this awesome necklace which I quite like.
It was interesting being home alone all week. Peaceful. Mind you, I was too shattered from working so hard all week to think too much about it, to be honest. God, I don't know how she does it, though, or how anyone does it; running a household is tough, lol, and I was only doing it for a week. Man, it's so hard to get my brother to do anything....All he had to do was feed the dog, buy some bread and put out the recycling. How many of those things did he do? None. Of course.
Meh. Anyway.
Ooh, I was talking to my dad tonight about this arty thing he's doing. He's never really struck me as the art type, which was never a problem, but he's been struck, lately, by this urge to do something relating to photography, which is something he quite enjoys. Anyways, he's collected over two hundred old moblie phones and over one hundred dummy phones. He's going to take some photos and photoshop them to make it look like there's a flaming wall of these phones. Then he's going to do another pic of a figure bursting out through them...Symbolic of our unnecessary slavery to these devices that were designed to make our lives easier. I'm actually quite intrigued by it and am looking forward to see his processes and the way it all turns out. Meanwhile, I've never seen so many mobiles at once. Fuck.
I am going to have a cigarette, I think.
I really have to sit down this weekend at some point...Maybe part of tomorrow and Sunday...And hammer out some of the work I've been doing. To be quite honest there's been a bit of an outpour of prose and it's pissing me off because some of it is not as refined as I'd like it to be. The two Housefics are included in said works and I really dig one of them, lol. Gotta love a good dream sequence. I know it seems trite, but I think it fits. We shall see.
OK, smoke and then try to go to bed again. Again. Fuck sleep.
There's a movie on Channel 9 right now called "The Broken Hearts Club". It's a movie featuring Zach Braff, Dean Cain and some others. It's a romcom about a group of queer friends. Yeah, I dunno. Anyway, 'tis the season for all this queerness.
May be going to the parade tomorrow night with Era, but we'll see. Lol, so last minute. I've been serving Mardi Gras folk all week. Plenty of Dykes came in for gear for their Bikes *purrs*...It was wild this afternoon, something like thirty bikes roaring down King Street. Yum. A guy came in hunting for wire to make "three curly piggy tails". Last week three young queer kids from 20/10 came in to buy duct tape in pride colours to make a duct tape corset. We're pretty much out of spray paint and anything that sparkles is long gone.
Speaking of my lovely straight wife, we caught up for a bit yesterday. Met up at TAFE. It was weird being back there, lol. She had some issues and ideas that she wanted to run by me. It was great talking to her...And Era, you're perfectly abnormal. There's nothing wrong with you or the way you feel or think. You are, as always, utter perfection. Doghead.
Umm...My mum got back from her holiday this arvo. Haven't had a chance to chat with her yet because I went to my dad's after work for dinner and when we got back she was in bed. Maybe I'll get a chance tomorrow. Or Sunday. Hmm. Anyways, she got me a cool, lame keyring (by request) which is right up my alley, and this awesome necklace which I quite like.
It was interesting being home alone all week. Peaceful. Mind you, I was too shattered from working so hard all week to think too much about it, to be honest. God, I don't know how she does it, though, or how anyone does it; running a household is tough, lol, and I was only doing it for a week. Man, it's so hard to get my brother to do anything....All he had to do was feed the dog, buy some bread and put out the recycling. How many of those things did he do? None. Of course.
Meh. Anyway.
Ooh, I was talking to my dad tonight about this arty thing he's doing. He's never really struck me as the art type, which was never a problem, but he's been struck, lately, by this urge to do something relating to photography, which is something he quite enjoys. Anyways, he's collected over two hundred old moblie phones and over one hundred dummy phones. He's going to take some photos and photoshop them to make it look like there's a flaming wall of these phones. Then he's going to do another pic of a figure bursting out through them...Symbolic of our unnecessary slavery to these devices that were designed to make our lives easier. I'm actually quite intrigued by it and am looking forward to see his processes and the way it all turns out. Meanwhile, I've never seen so many mobiles at once. Fuck.
I am going to have a cigarette, I think.
I really have to sit down this weekend at some point...Maybe part of tomorrow and Sunday...And hammer out some of the work I've been doing. To be quite honest there's been a bit of an outpour of prose and it's pissing me off because some of it is not as refined as I'd like it to be. The two Housefics are included in said works and I really dig one of them, lol. Gotta love a good dream sequence. I know it seems trite, but I think it fits. We shall see.
OK, smoke and then try to go to bed again. Again. Fuck sleep.