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listening to: Napalm & Silly Putty - George Carlin
travelling/staying in: SA, NSW & Vic - depending when you catch me

Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 31 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Hello from Renmark

Twas cold as a witch's nipple lastnite - and I found out the hard way that I forgot to throw my sleeping bag into the van.
Clever chicken I am. I remembered my pillow, but evidently the brain pattern went only so far.
So I just went out to Go-Lo and got me a cheap n nasty quilt and cover and I think they'll stay in the car and only come out to be washed.

The drive up went fine in my new lil 'pocketvan' (as I'm calling it) that I got on Monday, I recognised things along the way and knew I was on the right track. Couldnt rely on following my trainer up as she was driving like a nut and not noticing she was quite often hitting 130km/h. I personally thought that a bit stupid, but I kept my mouth shut.

We differ in personalities a bit so theres a slight clash there (or perhaps its actually that our personalities are too similar?) but it's only for another 2 or so days so I'm just biting my tongue and letting her get on with things. She's over it and working with someone who's stressed and doesn't like their job is about as fun as thwacking your head with the flash light stand.... not that I did that today. It jumped out at me I swear.

So I'm here today, then Loxton tomorrow, then Berri Friday and Saturday (Yay the Big Orange - this job is allowing me to hit a few of the The Big Things - huzzah). Then Broken Hill Weds - Fri, and Mildura Tues - Thurs.

I'm presently on lunchbreak using the library computer. Yesterday I was in Waikerie where their whole 3 computers were fully booked, hence no word from me before now. So instead of hitting the emails I jumped into the back of the pocketvan and played my guitar. The acoustics in there aren't too bad actually :P

Anyway, I'd better use this online time productively and book the accomodation for the rest of my travels.

Until next time, adieu.

1:17 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Monday, 29 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Being human

I can't help but feel the sting of guilt somewhere far down the hallway in the back of my head. When I'm doing so well and others I care for are doing so badly, I feel like I'm slapping them in the face.

When a friend asked me how everything was going, I launched into a spiel of how great life is right now and good I feel. Then I returned the enquiry, and received 'Yeah, I'm not too good really.'

She's not the only one. I know of at least three people close to me that have shadows over their doorsteps, while mine appears sunny and warm and inviting.

Why don't I just keep my mouth shut? The only thing I can do is fall into the role I assume most times; I become the jester and give them a laugh, but on the inside, there's a faint hot feeling of guilt for reminding them just how badly they're doing

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Let's call today: 'Sunday, 28 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
3 weeks and $523 later

Hey I just found this.

Basil and I were snapped by Jordan and put in Blaze the night we went to the Ed to see Cleo and watch the drag queens get their heads shaved for the cure.
On the subject of The Greatest Shave, which closed on the 18th, I was sponsored a total of $523: More than double my original target of $200, and still smashing my revised target of $400.
Rock on guys.
Not only am I used to it now, I'm starting to like it. With a bit of a part happening and plans to get some frosting or something done. I've been playing with spikes too, but that picture was taken after I'd had a shower after work and washed the product out.
The attention of 3 lesbians in one day in Chermside shopping centre is just one example of me feeling spunkier for it :P
But not only that... hmm I've been reluctant to blog this for fear of sounding a bit lame... but it's like everything that was holding me back or dragging me down fell away with my hair. As we've read earlier this year I'm doing really well in myself, but with the crop came an extra ounce of that feeling of freedom.
Perhaps I'm just trying to sound profound and link the two, but really I am feeling like a new person.
New hair, new job, new routine and soon new car.
It's like a new me, and someone I hate far less than the person I used to feel like.
Meh, I dunno. Just something that's been floating around my head for a while.
If you'll pardon the pun.

1:46 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:

A joke post can only mean one thing: yes I'm home and online again for 2 days before scooting off again.

Queensland was lovely but I was very very busy and didn't get to do anything very exciting, apart from snapping The Big Pineapple on my way to work one day.

For now tho I have a million things to take care of so I'll check in with you folks later.

12:11 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
The Centipede

This guy was lonely and so he decided life would be more fun if he had a pet. So he went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to buy an unusual pet. After some discussion, he finally bought a centipede, which came in a little white box to use for his house.

He took the box back home, found a good location for the box, and decided he would start off by taking his new pet to the bar to have a drink.

So he asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to Frank's with me and have a beer?" But there was no answer from his new pet.

This bothered him a bit, but he waited a few minutes and then asked again, "How about going to the bar and having a drink with me?"

But again, there was no answer from his new friend. So he waited a few minutes more, thinking about the situation. He decided to ask him one more time; this time putting his face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Would you like to go Frank's place and have a drink with me?

A little voice came out of the box..

"I heard you the first time! I'm putting my fu**ing shoes on!!"

12:03 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Monday, 15 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Something with music
Bored. Stealing from carly who stole it from etc etc etc

1. How does the world see me?
It's Okay That I'm This Way - Jeff Foxworthy
'I don't go to fancy restaurants, I don't understand your art.
...You might not like the way I think, it's okay that I'm this way.'

I'm cool with that.

2. Will I have a happy life?
Mess - Ben Folds Five
'And I don't believe in God, so I can't be saved.
All alone as I've learned to be
In this mess I have made.'


3. What do my friends really think of me?
Get The Party Started - by Pink but an instrumental version.
The life of the party but not in a pinky girly kinda way??

4. What do people secretly think of me?
Bandits - Stray & Avaste
'The sun keeps shining on this happy home and they both keep smiling to the world below.
And it's all for nothing but who would know?'

not sure about that.

5. How can I make myself happy?
I Shall Be Released - Jeff Buckley
I see my life come shining from the west to the east.
Any day now, any way now, I shall be released.

Seems a little irrelevant, but still a good song.

6. What should I do with my life?
Unforgiven (Last Goodbye) - Jeff Buckley
'Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
Burning clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
Offer signs that it's over... it's over'

Just get over people?
*shrug* but I am.
cool, tick that one from the list then.

7. Will I ever have children?
Night Flight - Jeff Buckley
Meet in the morning. Won't you meet me in the middle of the night?
Morning time is coming, don't it make you feel alright?

wow going hardcore on the Buckley tonight, but doesnt sound like children are on the horizon if I'm meeting people in the middle of the night and feelin' alight. Hehehe.

8. What is some good advice for me?
They weren't there - Missy Higgins
'They weren't taken by the hand and led through fields of naked land
where any preconceived ideas were blown away. So i couldnt say no.'

Those instructions are hardly clear Missy.

9. How will I be remembered?
That's Me Trying - William Shatner & Ben Folds
'Years of silence; not enough. Who could blame us giving up? Above the quiet there's a buzz; that's me tryin.'
Ha... yeah probably, I like to think I'll be remembered as something more significant, but I'll probably just be a buzz above the quiet.

10. What is my signature dancing song?
Champagne Supernova - Ben Folds Five (Oasis cover)
'Someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide, in a champagne supernova in the sky'
Hardly a dancing song...

11. What do I think my current theme song is?
All I'm Saying - Hot Tips
'Saying I hate you is probably an exaggeration of the truth'
Ha, yeah I'll take that one.

12. What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Losing My Religion - REM
'Thats me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight losing my religion. Trying to keep a view and I don't know if I can do it'

13. What song will play at my funeral?
The Special Two - Missy Higgins
'When you're young you have this image of your life, that you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife. And you make boundaries you'd never dream to cross, and if you happen to you'll wake completely lost'

14. What type of men/women do you like?
Dont Come Around - Hot Tips
'You never expect it of the ones you're close to, but we're invincible until one of us falls down...
Don't come around, none of us want you. Don't come around, none of us will take you. Don't come around, we won't host you. Don't come around, don't come around.
Choose somebody else who will deserve it; no one deserves it. Any of it. Affecting everyone we know; an awkward silence, an emptiness no words can fill.

Struck a chord there...

15. What is my day going to be like?
F*** You - Avaste
'If you don't like my music well you don't need to play it.
If you don't like my singing well I don't need to say it:
Fuck you.
If you don't like it, fuck you.
It's just the same old thing just running through my head.
The same old song I'll be singing 'til I'm dead
So fuck you. If you don't like it, fuck you.'


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Let's call today: 'Sunday, 14 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
9 days and $450 later
Okay, so I'm used to it now. Thank heavens. I'm even starting to like it a bit.

As I've already said, on Tuesday I'm to Brisbane for training til the 27th, so those few of you that still haven't gotten money to me you have til tomorrow cos I'm handing in cash sponsorship before I leave.

Then you have til Thursday to donate over the internet via My Shavepage.

7:17 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
In my training stage of taking in a plethora of new information, I've begun nicknaming things at work.

The C.A.D now stands for Custard Apple Desert according to me.

And C.D.S is now Castor Sugar Donut, rather than Customer Service D...
umm... D... it's not 'Department', I remember that... D...

5:10 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Je N'en Connais Pas La Fin
-Jeff Buckley

I used to know a little square
So long ago, when I was small
All summer long it had a fair
Wonderful fair with swings and all
I used to love my little square
And at the close of everyday
I could be found, dancing around
A merry-go-round that used to play...

"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played

Even Pepi from Napoli
He sang to Marie
This serenade...

"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

I can't forget my little square
Even though I'm so far away
I can't forget my little fair
Maybe it's still there, still there today
I sometimes hear that little tune
playing in a dream of long ago

And in my brain runs the refrain
That old French refrain I used to know...

"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

4:08 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Yo soy solteras

Hehehehe David is helping me learn Spanish.

David es muy guapo

2:01 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Saturday, 13 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Cloud Nine

So lastnite after work Lexie and I went to see April in Cloud Nine by the Adelaide Theatre Guild at the Little Theatre.

Not being a huge fan of Churchill's work, I went purely to see April and support them.

April kissing girls... I told her I thought it was hot. And when Kate's character propositions April's character with a simple question: "Would you have sex with me?" I did say I was tempted to pipe up with "Why yes, yes I will".
To which April laughed heartily and said I should have.

The whole cast was good, particularly the lady who played Mrs Saunders and then Betty and the girl who played Edward who we all agreed was some sort of clone of Carlys. And lovely Aldo, whom we met after and I told him he played a good lesbian.

Everyone was really good and those we shared a drink with at The Elephant pub after the show were very very nice, where us Opus folk and Theatre Guild folk shared their common opinions on Pat, as she was props manager for this production also.

We drove April back to her car - the after-event drinks and the drive included lots of her and I flirting - and when we dropped her off we had a group hug and her and I kissed hehehehehehehe
but I designated that to be the kiss from Carly that I had been asked to pass on.

April wants to do another shoot with me.
Yay more girly love photo's for my portfolio. I have some guys lined up for the second half of the series - but they tell me they wanna get all buffed up and muscley before we shoot.
Ha! Boys!

4:59 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Thursday, 11 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
I want one!!!

Voodoo man

Thankyou to Kage for forwarding me a bunch of images that induced my search for this item.

6:56 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 10 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Can you read my mind?
Do you know what it is you do to me?
I don't know who you are.
Just a friend from another star.
Here I am like a kid out of school.
Holding hands with a god. I'm a fool.
Will you look at me, quivering,
like a little girl, shivering.
You can see right through me.
Can you read my mind?
Can you picture the things I am thinking of?
Wondering why you are.
All the wonderful things you are?
You can fly.
You belong to the sky.
You and I can belong to each other.
If you need a friend, I'm the one to fly to.
If you need to be loved, here I am.
Read my mind.

-Margot Kidder's monologue in Superman (1978) which is actually part of quite a very pretty spoken-word piece.

So hmm guess which film is on right now behind me? Hehehehehe.

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pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Praise for the Shave.

You have one week to get sponsorship in here.
So far the Leukaemia foundation has raised almost $1.4 million from the event.
Let's make it more.

I look kinda hot when I wear sunglasses, otherwise a hat is on whenever I can wear one.
Moreso for the cold! I never realised how warm your hair keeps you.

It's so short I can't even spike it successfully.
I wouldn't even mind some silly dykespike 'do happening, just anything better than it sitting there like it is now.
With product.
It's just... there. How boring!
I wanted to get funky dammit!
I keep forgetting how short it really is, it's only when I catch my reflection I realise what I really look like.
*sigh* oh well, I've nearly doubled my target... so it's worth it.

9:15 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Monday, 8 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:

Sometimes I just don't like talking to you.

Why are you even speaking with me?
What are you trying to find out?

The twists in your conversation lead me to two suspicions:
You're either trying to trap me, or you're just insane.

Maybe it's both.

Sometimes I see why I somehow ended up with what was yours;
you're crazy sometimes.

I'd leave you too.

Yeah, I probably would.

8:21 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
"Oh my *insert stunned silence here* "

My new boss just called me.

I'm flying to Brisbane to begin full on photography training next week.
Correction: they're flying me to Brisbane to begin full on photography training next week.

'Would you be okay with that?'
'Are you joking?????'

I was told I was to start in Sales training and then move on to photography, but now I'm being thrown into the good stuff first.


So Tuesday I have my Captain Starlight audition, Wednesday I train with one photographer at Ingle Farm, Thursday to Saturday I'm in Kmart here (woohoo go the 'Nades), Sunday is off, Monday we all have a meeting and do something fun and I get to meet the boss-boss lady, Tuesday I fly out to Brisbane til the 27th.

After that I train with the lady I met at my interview (the one who was annoying carly at work with her vocal attempts to gain children's attention hehe) then the following week I think I'm thrown to the sharks on my own.

Hehehe how exciting!!

I'm all a-flutter.

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Let's call today: 'Sunday, 7 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:

My back just cracked in the most delicious way.
I'll have another of those please, with gravy.
It's cold. Ninite.

10:00 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
When all else fails, blog it.

Does anyone know where I could take one or both of my Super 8 projectors to have repairs done?
I can't find anything helpful anywhere.
It makes me a sad panda.

9:57 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Friday, 5 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
Shave For A Cure
was today.
Approaching $200 raised for the Leukaemia Foundation, but keep the sponsorship coming. I have til the end of next week to get all that was pledged my way.
When I have more perhaps I'll show you the results.
Aww :( And my hair looked so good today.
I look like.... a lesbian.... and I'm going to the Ed tonite... think I'll pick up?
Ah well, if I don't laugh I'll cry.

On a happier note, guess who starts work as a Photographer next week?
Thanks to everyone for everything. xxx

3:54 pm | Post A Comment... >

Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 3 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
That's all I want.

7:21 pm | Post A Comment... >

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
An email from Seanagh.
I like it.

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well.
He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up.

Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less

NOW --------Enough of that crap . . .

The donkey later came back and bit the shit out of the farmer who had tried
to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected, and the farmer eventually
died in agony from septic shock.


When you do something wrong and try to cover your ass, it always comes back
to bite you.


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Let's call today: 'Tuesday, 2 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
So what the hell happened in Pirie Street today???
A building exploding for no reason yet determined, people being killed, closing the whole scene down.
Scary scary shit right there.

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Let's call today: 'Monday, 1 May 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
What're you doing Friday afternoon?

Come to the Shave For A Cure event at Colonnades 11:30am-1:30pm to see various silly people like myself take it off for the Leukaemia Foundation.
Hmm and I'm going out that night... which hat shall I wear?? :z

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