ive had a ridiculous week.
car gets broken into. laptop is stolen. all my work unsaved on the network is
now in the hands of some fuck. old passport with all my travels. gone.

NOW MY HARD DRIVE WITH ALL MY PHOTOS HAS CRASHED.

this was taken just before it died.

so juliostyle says he's training for a biathlon.
i said, i thought you were straight.

the little things.

so between watching 2 seasons of dexter and 1 season of califonication
ive decided to pick up my gibby and start fingering her again. she
is reluctant, i can tell because shes is cutting me right up. a silent
protest. what irony.

so what do you do? change her strings. a short story long, i went in
for a set of strings and ended up with a fender vintage tube amp.
a tube amp is something ive lusted after for sometime. 'oh yes
it will be mine'. just a baby wailer in my room for the off season.

is feeling like a nice relaxed night.

a hot tub, oils and slow visual blow job.

bored of this journal thing.
its been a few years.

ill have to post something controversial
or show some tit.

something something something.

eventhough that other bitche makes me come faster.


apparently shes sold out in the states


i couldn't help with it with these two stickers


and yes milk is always a bad choice

Getting ready for some


pow wow - wax that shit


picked up at the design fair n markets today


refuelling at cargo bar yesterday

ive just realised that there are no koreans in my workplace,
except the noisy ones that come in in the evenings.

thats a damn shame.

training in my room, pre-obsessed with lycra.





ola

speechless

if anyone is in need of some i am willing to rent
out my scalp for a modest fee.
the 2.5 hours of bleaching has basically turned
by head into a mobile snow machine.

cheap cheap.

but i got my hairs dyed silver

W bar
Bungalow
333
Rock climbing
Dad's 60th
golf
texas hold me

in no particular order.
starting from this eveningeth.

yeehaw.

These guys like sydney alot i must assume.

one time i was at goodbar and there they were
minus the filo.

last night will i am was at inchi ban boshi where
i was. not many ppl recognised him. guess these
jap girls werent into black.

im starting to think they are following me around.

today has been a day of extraordinarily long minutes.
twas rockin n rollin till midday then time suddenly decided to
make the most of it. nothing i seem to be doing is making the
day go faster, not even work related work. im seeing myself
forgetting to do something of critical importance as I type
and I shall pay for it tomorrow. But the consequence of this
inactivity will have to wait. tic tic toc tic tic tic toc tic tic tic tic toc.
it's like watching that sexond hand not quite making it to the next
marker on ye olde analog clock, you know when the battery is
weak and there's no committing to the next mark on the clock
face.

is it just me or does obama and osama look like they could
have the same parents?