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I used to think the world of her but now I can't help but think she is a bit of a joke.
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[08 Mar 2009|05:20pm] |
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R.I.P dora mah, 2007-2009.
Ye saved my life.
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[02 Jan 2009|11:33pm] |
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I always have weird dreams when I go to bed still drunk but last night I was sober and dreamt we were at my house at what felt like another work christmas party; yet my dad, ash and melly and some other people were there as well. It felt like my house was replaced by a massive helicopter because I remember it being really awkward getting in and out of the door to get back to the front yard; where for some reason my dad was drunk and fell off his chair and accidently spilt his drink on Ash who was so fucking pissed off and I had to apologise profusely. Then somehow we realised we had gone back to the past, like only 1 or 2 hours; and my dad was telling everyone about how Tommy Lee had died in an accident in Werribee. For some reason then I was introduced to Tommy Lee's teenage children and a few minutes Tommy Lee rocks up and is the life of the party before announcing he was going to Werribee and I couldn't do anything to stop him because I had seen that bit in a Simpsons episode where if you're in the past you can't change anything. So I let Tommy Lee die. Devastating start to the new year.
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Went back to work today after 5 weeks off and was so excited to be seeing everyone I could barely sleep. I am officially lame. It's nice to have been missed, to get the birthday card we spent all day laughing at in the newsagents bought and made into a welcome back card, to have 403 pointless emails waiting.
Now I would like another holiday please.
Uncle Cracky spent the afternoon telling me I don't want a new car I actually want an apartment in the city or very close to, and that actualllllly I don't want either of these I just want a working visa and a job in Dublin and apparently if I don't do it I will very much regret it. Sort your life out Ebonie. If my lovely job paid me more or if my best friend lived on this side of the equator again my life would be deadly.
I've missed the sun, I've missed Kati, I've missed Dora Mah.
Go catters x
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Hello good thanks,
I'm in Dublin again. Probably not coming home.
Love love.
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[12 Mar 2008|07:11pm] |
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For those of you lucky enough to not be 'friends' with me on facebook, these are some of my favourite photos ( from Party February )
Not gonna lie, I did drink a fair bit last month. Now I'm torn between wondering why someone has only one t&co earring on ebay, despising JJ from the biggest loser, and wondering why I'm even trying to give you an insight into my life.
Works going very well, bit of a dissapointment on the weekend considering the work and obvious heartache that went into that case. I cannot believe I genuinely look foward to going to go work every day; but by work I mean smoko break/facebook/smoko break/someones cracked a joke and i'm in tears laughing/coffee&smoko break/facebook/home.
Tonight I paid for my flights back to Dublin and now I only have to wait 151 days untill I see Piefs again. Imagine if Daft Punk were back in Ireland then too. Another daft punk/piefi combo; I'd be off my titts on happiness.
This has bored even myself.
Kick long,
Mary Kay.
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[31 Jan 2008|07:54pm] |
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Top 10 reasons why I'm pretty sure February will be the best:
10. The new Dora Bar (with a bedroom just for Ebotwah)
9. Underbelly (it's the water cooler topic of convo.. actually we don't have a water cooler)
8. Johnny Uppercut (Kelly Clarkson on vocals, amazing)
7. Dora Mah family reunion (long time. v long time..)
6. Dora Mah (allllll of us here together i need to learn the words)
5. Footy ("ah yes, but it will tide us over")
4. Kati's birthday (she's alright)
3. Soundwave (what times incubus coming back?)
2. Alexisonfire ("teraaaago!!")
1. Pieeeefi's coming for a visit (!!!)
Happy birthday Melly Frank x
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I think the main reason as to why I'm more than a little upset is not just because I knew of the boys, or that I really liked their band, or because I had friends that were extremely close to them.
The people I've spent the majority of my weekends with for the past year mean so much more to me than the length of time I've known half of them would suggest. So I've narrowed it down to the fact that it could have easily been the band full of my best mates and I could have been the inconsolable mess he was on the phone.
You'd think seeing death second hand nearly every day at work, added to the known fact something horrbile could happen everytime someone you know is driving, wouldn't hit you so much for six as it seems to somehow have done to me tonight. But for what it's worth (and at the risk of sounding like a dickhead), I'll miss you too.
P.S: Daft punk the second? Amazing.
P.P.S:
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( my month in pictures )
Meanwhile it is my birthday on the 27th; on the 29th (aka GF day) I'll be at (the GF??) the East Brunswick Club getting wasted and watching Dora Mah. Come celebrate the birth of the greatest person on earth while watching the greatest band in the world.
I love September.
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[21 Aug 2007|06:48pm] |
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good things:
- muse tickets
- justin tickets
- wii nights
- that matt corby kid off idol. don't be a dope, vote corby.
- being rich
- enter shikari
- the nightmare of milky joe
- speaking to piefi
- being taken to the footy for free
- dora mah playing on grand final day so i can go see the cats win the fucking flag (??!?!!?!!) then go and see my best mates
- dora mah playing close enough to my birthday for me to vomit on myself in front of the band and be excused
- geelong roadtrips
- not being a whiney bitch and therefore having no real reason to post anything here
bad things:
- annoying people. 000 - "yes wahhhmbulance please its an emergency"
- people that complain about when their centrelink money will get to them. you know what you could do to take your mind off the waiting? get a job?
- facebook. i'm being poked at random, you can't even lurk people, there's writing everywhere; i have no idea what's going on.
- the internet in general. i've been on icq, irc, msn, diaryland, livejournal, friendster, bebo, myspace, and facebook. probably need some fresh air and or excercise by now. or a life.
ps i'm good thankyou how are you?
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dear diary,
this time last year I was on a plane to London, testing positive twice for explosives, jammed next to the smelly drunk man for 12 hours...ahh the memories. time flies when you spend half a year wanting to be anywhere but back here. but stock up on garlic chicken and blow up the bed piefi because I will be back soon (and i mean it, because your bestie got a payrise).
i'll be glad once I have actually saved enough to print out my photos and have something tangible other than the small debt I still owe the mother. Melbourne has been a lot nicer to me since I got my job; which for the record and for those of you playing at home, I still have. my boss and I have come to an unspoken mutual agreement to just be friends after he went and got himself somewhat of a serious girlfriend. i'm actually glad I still have a job at all given the sheer stupidity I display on a daily basis; such as trying to get the office car out of the carpark with my foot on the brake and wondering why i wasn't getting far, strong gusts of wind seeing a lot of confidential information flying down bourke st and me deciding I don't get paid enough to run after it, and getting the giggles over the size of a random dead males penis. there's actually nothing funny at all about being murdered, let's all remember that.
there's been a lot of gts as of late and I haven't had time to write about them, besides the fact that livejournal is evidently ova. the dora mah family have taken over my life and I am very grateful for it, though I wonder how many more weekends I can spend with the same people without a court order being put in place telling me to keep my distance. I got munted. a fair bit. I became dangerously obsessed with ebay. I went to 30 seconds to mars, brown alley, werribee, brown alley, goo, switch, goldfingers, the footy, brown alley, and Lex and I had a 2 night drug-fueled orgy with alexisonfire. Katie Batman saved my life. ( gts yeah gts )
I've also decided that Thomas from big brother makes my skin crawl and i do not have the time of day for people that still use ":oP" whilst on the internet.
love,
ebonie
ps: go cats
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Hello good thanks, but not really; I'm kind of sick again. But that's ok. I don't have much time for proper sentences and a lot of people anymore but here is my February review that I know you are all dying to read.
Piefi came home from Ireland and reminded me of exactly why we are besties, gts, getting blown away at st kilda festival, coffee, gelati, airports, Dublin goss, photies, diva purchases, last drinks in point cook, wedding photies, flavor flaaaaaaav, johnny uppercut at the espy being awesome, skeggers birthday, kati's birthday (i love you bitch), me nearly vomiting my tequila at the sofitel (read as: classiest bar I've ever been in), lonners, vidak being wasted, dave's massages, heavys cans, melly and ash, watching the price crash on vodka at the trader bar, finding irishmen in the city streets, too much free stuff at click click, the fucking footy being back, the most horrible murder i've seen at work and being cured of any issues re:photies as nothing will ever be as gory, work catching gangland fever, dora mah being every bit as good as we knew they would be(if you weren't at revolver you're actually a fagchops), alexisonfire tickets, fall out boy next week, 30 seconds to mars(!!!) tickets, 4 day weekend next week, party party in geelong soon.
Life is actually tops, love my friends, love my work; can't really complain. Farkin bang.
( 60 shit questions )
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Hello friends.
My new job = 8/10
gts: smoko breaks, cute boss with killswitch engage pc wallpaper, paydays, post-it notes, the days going stupidly fast, having competitions over who has the most disgusting photos, making fun of peoples ugly houses depicted in photos, V's every morning, friday lunches at the Colonial (people eat there, lolz!), hanging out at courts trying to walk past news cameras, emailing pals at their work all day every day.
bts: winning the gross photo competitions by doing too many horrible files (autopsy photos make you lose your appetite), personal space invasions on public transport, Nova playing the same 5-6 songs all day every freaking day, wondering where I spent my entire first pay as none of it seems to have made it into savings accounts, having to wake up before midday.
Big Day Out = 7/10
gts: my pack of sick cunt friends, trivium, metallica covers, kati looking famous, spending the whole day in bars, hating jet, muse muse muse.
bts: random sightings, not seeing any of my other pals as I was too lazy too leave the bar, tool playing stinkfist first and me losing interest very quickly, jet.
Muse = 9.5/10
gts: vodka, V, nandos, good parks, muse being so awesome I almost cried (really need to find some other way of proving shows are deadly), presents, catching muse fever.
bts: having no energy, nearly fainting from the heat, realising the singer probably doesnt love/know me, horrible support bands who were surely on acid.
Tool = 8.5/10
gts: vodka, red bull, lexi lou, starbucks, laughing at metal bogans (pot, kettle, etc), picnics, fluro pink tshirts, smokos, pretty lights, green lasers almost like the voov, some sick cunt climbing the roof and keeping me entertained, "should we just cut in this line?" "i'm just worried we might get stabbed", getting my fat ass and lexis blonde hair in the paper today.
bts: frostbite, lines, no eulogy for lexi's birthday, the fact that some sick cunt could have fallen and killed himself in front of me which would have seriously affected the gts.
Various = 8/10
gts: bec and chris, pouring vodka into slurpees, boost juice, shoe shopping, family guy, make outs, sarahas birthday dinner, loving sarahas brother, club retro, inviting myself to dinner on lygon street, fev sightings, fall out boy tickets, footy almost being back, coming to terms with the fact that I don't live in Dublin.
bts: not being able to go to the tennis, multiple outfit crisis', telling saraha i loved her brother, not knowing when I will get to see my other half, coming to terms with the fact that I don't live in Dublin.
That's enough now.
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[21 Dec 2006|05:36pm] |
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Kato's birthday was one of the funniest days I've had in a long time. Woke up Sunday morning in her bed covered in pen, my car on the otherside of the road from where I remember parking it, the sorest legs from walking around half of Geelong, and half of someones letterbox in my possesion. Random much.
( 2006 )
One more sleep untill our beloved Goo; I don't know what I will do come Saturday and it's over again. Yes I will be drinking goon with my posse beforehand; and if there are still podiums, yes I will be on one. I will probably also vomit during some stage of the night somewhere along Bourke St, and whilst keeping with tradition i'll probably make out with your ex-boyfriend. See you all there xx
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The latter half of November was every bit as lovely as one had hoped for. Went to Prepare to Burn and took continual advantage of the short wait at the bar, went to Lexi's summer bbq and saw people I hadn't seen in months, and caused some trouble in Geelong for The White Room's last show. Gts yeah gts.
People often ask me what I do with my unemployed days. Truthfully I wake up far too late as my RAPIDLY OVERWORKED brain doesn't allow me to sleep untill well after the sun has risen, then I often spend my afternoon drowning in my own self-pity. Around 5 o'clock I start counting down to Deal or No Deal, I have become so obsessed with this show it's actually a little unnerving. In the evening I often like to overeat to try and make myself happy but these efforts are hindered by looks in the mirror at my waistline. Once everyone has gone to bed I half-heartedly look for jobs and get put off by the ones that once seemed appealing as I cannot be bothered completing such detailed applications. When Quizmania starts I often have to hide my mobile phone as a few weeks ago I decided I would simply win my airfare back to Dublin; a brilliant idea that has not yet come about. I am a Letterman girl to the day I die but to me this show can be likened to a horrific car accident that I drive past 5 nights a week.
I've also taken a shining to doing myspace searches for every person I've ever met in my entire life. This started one night a few weeks when I had a dream I randomly met up with my primary school crush and the boy I first kissed who may or may not still live a few streets away. Needless to say our love was still strong and we lived happily ever after, though I have not yet been able to find him on myspace. Regardless I have stumbled across my 14 year old cousin, the fat friend of a friend who used to stalk me everywhere and who is now considerably less fat, my mortal enemy from high school who is pleasingly still quite large; and the boy I kissed at a 17th birthday party then for some reason slapped in the face and later on kissed another boy in front of, who understandably hasn't really spoken to me since which when I was transfered to his store made things quite uncomfortable. Probably have some commitment issues I need to work through.
Actual job prospects (finally) for next week: 2
Positions at Safeway I somewhat fear I have lost: 1
Fretful thoughts regarding December finances: 2948096876
Number of times I have seen Borat: 0, aka not enough
Number of sleeps untill the Goo reunion night: 21 aka too many
Happy summer. (Please)
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[07 Nov 2006|11:21pm] |
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the eagerly awaited november, je reste loin d'appliqué.
meine entschuldigungen.
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Day: I don't know - employment outlook remains bleak. Have actually applied for some jobs but honestly god help the security of your country should I even be considered for half of them.
And speaking of my wealth of criminal justice knowledge, what the fuck is with these Werribee kids. Another example of how myspace has taken over the entire universe; it's basically made the notion of keeping the identity of young offenders private redundant as half the group and the video has a profile. Not only is what I've seen of the video fucked up to begin with; but because I have too much time on my hands I've looked at their pages and half the recent comments are of "I sAw U oN tOdAiI 2NiGhT!!!!11 lolz!" as if your mates all over the media in this way is something to be giving props about. Bit wrong kids, bit wrong. Go smoke some weed or form a False Truth coverband or get yourself banned from Wezza JB Hi-fi or SOMEthing.
I have a farkin bang of a weekend planned so let's all pray that my car's illness does not affect my tax return or the fun and frivolity (i've never used that word before) time spent with the wedding kids ensures.
In other news, krisgavjeremy&? is my new favourite band and in a few months time it'll probably be yours also. Like the time I listened to Panic! at the Disco.
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