rad
so this is me.
and this is my blog.
as it turns out, i don't wrie
here much anymore.
myspace and facebook took over.
im so lame.
fetishes
what you like
addictions: chicken schnitzel, sudoku + nerd stuff
zomg:
love:
wishlist
and i want: optimus prime.
and: justin timberlake.
and maybe: less lameness
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
on the 45
my bus theory wasn't proven today. quite sad. i was forced to sit next to some old woman on the way to uni today.
on the bus if someone gets on and there are no spare seats, then they are forced to sit next to the best looking person who has a spare seat next to them.
however... the reverse was proven yesterday afternoon, wait. no. monday afternoon. I got on my usual bus, and it was packed - i wasn't feeling entirely up to bashing through the crowd of asian international students so i was one of the last on, and was forced to stand in the isle. However, i then heard my name being shouted out, so i looked up and saw Simon Hall sitting there, with the last
possible seat on the bus next to him. However, no one wanted to sit next to him... on account of his severe creepyness. So people let me through, and i got an awesome seat on the bus.
The opposite of my theory being that, people won't sit next to creepy/ugly/unfortunate people.
Tonight i'm going to have dinner at one of my neighbours houses. It should be cool... one of my old mates from school is house sitting it. she isn't the best company, but its a free feed in a huge mansion house thing. so im set!
urgh. i have 42 minutes of battery life left. i don't think i'm going to make it through the lecture!!!
yey. this is a fun song. i really feel like jumping out of my seat and singing and dancing like a crazy fuck.
ok. i swear this song (crack cocaine ranger) isnt by the dandy warhols... well the instrumental part is very dandys... but there is no way this is courtney taylor-taylors voice. well... it is sometimes. but not others.
ok. im writing crap.
signing off.
