Monday, June 17, 2002 12:30 a.m.

I'm probably going to Canberra in a week, for the first half of the holdidays! I might get to go to the second-hand CD store down there, and that is so the best part. Last year I got the second Spice Girls album for six dollars, and it was almost brand new. Just one week of exams, and then all the fun begins...

Saturday, June 15, 2002 08:55 p.m.

Currently listening to: Hotel Yorba, White Stripes

You know, I hated the White Stripes. That Fell in love with a girl song totally sucked, and Jack White's voice was completely grating. But you know what? Hotel Yorba is funny. It's fun to sing. So I don't hate them anymore. And even if his voice is grating, Jack is kinda cute.

Tonight has been all about musical cheese. I actually got Tonight I Celebrate My Love by Roberta Flack because it was mentioned in a recap of a Queer as Folk US episode and I remembered it from an episode of Days of Our Lives about, I dunno, seven years ago? So I was thinking about how long I've been watching that show, and that made me want the song. I'll probably never listen to it again, but it was nice to hear it once, just so I could think about the last time I heard it. Then after that I was wondering what else to get, and Kylie and Jason's classic Especially for You popped into my mind. So I got that too. I'm in early nineties heaven, here. Wait, are those from the eighties? It really doesn't matter. The End.

Saturday, June 15, 2002 11:49 a.m.

Currently listening to: Don't let go (love), En Vogue

Mum rented Hedwig for me again last night. She watched it too, and liked it! I'm so happy that my mummy likes my movie! That so never happens, she was all "ew!" over Velvet Goldmine, and that's my favourite movie. But no, she liked it, so much so in fact that she's watching it again now. John Cameron Mitchell is gorgeous, people. Especially at the end when he's all black-haired, makeup-smudged and crying.

Friday, June 14, 2002 10:19 a.m.

Currently listening to: The Origin of Love, John Cameron Mitchell [from Hedwig]

The Origin of Love is the most original song about where love came from that I've ever heard. Okay, so maybe it's the only song I've heard on this topic, but it's still a damn good idea. I've got to see this movie again, I'm seriously desperate. I knew it'd be good, I knew it! I've known it for months, and I'm extremely glad that I wasn't disappointed after looking forward to it for that long.

I've just read the saddest book. Holding the Man by Tim Conigrave may have a pretty silly name, but who cares? Candice, I know you're angry at me or something, but thank you for lending it to me anyway. Now every time I hear Blister in the Sun by Violent Femmes I'm going to think of it. I actually heard it this morning too, so there you go. The End.

Monday, June 10, 2002 05:15 a.m.

Currently listening to: It's Ok!, Atomic Kitten

Isn't it funny that the name of this song has an exclaimation mark in it? Because I think it is. Anyway, driven by listening to a song that includes the line "My mind is dead, everybody loves me" (not the one I'm listening to now; a different one) and reading about Jason, everyone's favourite fictional male whore (who's also damn hot), I've started to think that prostitution might not be too bad a career. I mean, it is legal here now, and pays really well! No, I'm just kidding... I think. No, seriously, I'm just kidding.

Monday, June 10, 2002 12:39 a.m.

Currently listening to: Little Baby Nothing, Manic Street Preachers feat. Traci Lords

I've heard that, as a member of the female gender, I'm meant to be all sorts of offended by this song. Apparently it's horribly sexist and pretending to be the opposite. Well, the people who said that? Fuck 'em! It's a good song! I even hate slutty old Traci Lords, and can like this song. Call people useless sluts as much as you like, James. Just make sure you keep doing that amusing "Woo-oooo-hooo..." thing, and I'll forgive you.

I finally bought Generation Terrorists, after trying to for about three months. Who'd have thought it would be so hard to get to Brisbane on a Saturday at the same time as having ownership of twenty dollars? Because let me tell you, it was damn hard. But all that changed yesterday, when Mum had to drive down to get a dining room table from her brother, and said we could stop at Chermside (ah, glorious, fancy-seated cinema home, Chermside) on the way. To take the table back she hired a ute, so we drove down in that. It was exciting as hell! I'd never been in a ute before, and they're so fun! Ok, I'm exagerating, it wasn't that good.

I saw Hedwig and the Angry Inch for the first time tonight. As everyone who has ever seen this movie seem to love it, I've been trying to see it for ages. It's just as good as everyone said, yay! If John Cameron Mitchell isn't the most beautiful man in the world I'm missing out in a big way. How can he be so fantastic? Also, this movie showed me that it is actually possible for Henry from Dawson's Creek to look atractive. He looked hot in this, honestly.

Saturday, June 8, 2002 01:11 a.m.

Currently listening to: Service Fee, The Waifs

Dammit, I'm listening to folk music again. What exactly is wrong with me? Thank God Anna's not here, because I yelled at her just yesterday about why I have to quit her band. Her folk band. But dammit, this song (Hee! I accidentally typed 'snog' instead of 'song' there, it reminded me of when they'd use that word in magazines when I was little and I didn't know what it meant...) is kinda sad and pretty.

I just watched a most excellent movie that happened to start at about 10:30pm on UKTV. Yes that's right, the Doctor Who movie! I've seen this movie twice before, the first possibly being at the O'Sullivan's house several years ago, but I haven't seen it for awhile (like maybe since last year). Although it's really not at all like everything else that ever flew the Doctor Who flag (the sets look much too expensive, for one thing) it's certainly got it's good points. The most delightful of these would be... Paul McGann! He's such a good actor, it's funny seeing him trying to work in these less than perfect conditions. It sux that the Doctor's meant to have a "love interest" though. If that was actually going to happen with someone it so should have been with Ace! I'd spend time going through some of the amusing one-liners, but I'll instead just say this: It's no good talking to her, man! She's possessed! Thankyou.

Last night was surreal. Aware that musicMAX (cable channel, mostly just shows old shit that you wish you could forget) was playing an hour of music from 1978, I thought I might watch, because a certain song I love very much is from that year. That certain song was played, and taped. Yep, I have Wuthering Heights on tape! After this glorious moment I was flicking through the channels, only to discover that all week at 11pm an old episode of Top of the Pops, incidently my favourite TV show, was being shown. So I sat down to watch. The second song played was the Manics. I now have them on tape too! Nicky looked very pretty, even if he was just wearing a hooded sweater. Wait... tonight I also got I don't like Mondays on tape! I love that song!

Thursday, June 6, 2002 12:37 p.m.

Although there is only a hint of a whispering on the topic at the moment, I believe that my greatest fear may soon by realised. If anyone has any idea what is going on with whether or not Audiogalaxy is closing down/being sued, please email me at the usual place. Please. I'm really worried, and just... please.

Tuesday, June 4, 2002 05:14 p.m.

Everyone who thinks that Brian's a girl before they hear him sing should see what I just saw. Channel [V] played a song called Rock by Primal Scream, and the singer looked so much like a girl that I didn't even notice he wasn't until halfway through. He didn't even sound girly, and I still didn't get it...

Tuesday, June 4, 2002 12:19 p.m.

I joined a whole heap of new fanlistings last night, including one for Velvet Goldmine, Dazza, The Calling, The Chair (whee, Danny!) and... Diet Coke. It's good, ok? Fanlistings are the most marvellous of inventions. They're just a list of every fan of any one thing in the world! You don't even need a website, and anyone with half a mind will go here and join up to any that catches their fancy. I highly recommend the Brian one and the Glamour Twins one. Go on, join them!

Monday, June 3, 2002 05:40 p.m.

I saw something greatly upsetting on the news yesterday. I knew Daniel Johns had arthritis, but I didn't think it was too bad. It's infact so bad that Silverchair have had to cancel a sold-out American tour because he can't travel at the moment. If I were to choose someone with the shittiest luck in the world it'd have to be Danny (ignoring the fame he had by the time he was fifteen). I mean, anorexia, really obvious depression I'm pretty sure he never admitted to, and now this? It just sux. There's an article about Danny on the official Silverchair website here.

Saturday, June 1, 2002 10:55 p.m.

Currently listening to: Doll Parts, Hole

It's nice to see that someone thinks the same way I do. Although I was disgusted to see that new Oasis (fucking shitty hideous Oasis!) song on Channel [V], I was over-joyed to see one of Damon's songs (though not one of his Blur songs) directly following it. I don't care what anyone says, you can't like both. Since I love Damon, I guess it's pretty obvious whose side I'm on!

You know, I was always one of those proud people that could laugh at others who practise the frightening art of air guitar, because I'd never done it myself. I can make that claim no more. But honestly, it isn't my fault! It's those Vines! Those damn Vines! Why did their song have to be so disease-like (read: catchy)? Damn you and your happy, happy beat!

I'm only going to say this once, and then I'll get over it. Britney, we got that you're not a girl, not yet a woman. We also get that you're so oooooh-ver protected. Did you have to make a whole album about it? Yes? Damn. The End.

Friday, May 31, 2002 11:25 p.m.

Currently listening to: What we're all about, Sum 41

I love Damon Albarn so much. Fatboy Slim was going to produce a few of the tracks on Blur's new album (or whatever the hell he actually does, I have no idea) which is meant to be released this year but probably won't be. But no... during a drunken arguement a few days ago Damon proclaimed dance music to be shit, and told da Fatboy (in different words) to bugger off. Yay! That music is shit.

Guess who I saw. GUESS! Yep, Brian again! But why does it always have to be Every you, every me? That's probably their worst video, or at least their most boring. I also saw a new Alien Ant Farm song, but I don't know what it's called. I'm guessing it's something like Welcome because he says that a hell of a lot. Oh my God, Tenacious D just came on from my playlist at the same time it started on Rage! What are the odds of that happening?

Is there anything in the world more surreal and beautiful than the glow of a television set in the middle of the night when every other light in the house is off? Because if there is I haven't found it yet. The End.

Thursday, May 30, 2002 03:30 p.m.

Currently listening to: God Save the Queen, Sex Pistols

Yay! After wondering for ages (about a week) who sings that song that starts with the line You make me feel funny! I have finally been set free of my wondering. They actually introduced it on the radio when I was listening! I still don't know what it's called, but it's by Westlife. Please don't think for a second that I like this song though. It's really shit. But it's been annoying me.

Tenacious D is coming to Australia, tralala! I know I won't be able to see them, of course (I'm fairly certain that all of their songs besides Tribute feature very naughty words) but it's still cool. And they might be going on WHATUWANT, so it'll be like I'm seeing them, only through the TV. Whee!

Tuesday, May 28, 2002 02:11 a.m.

Currently listening to: The Lover After Me, Savage Garden

Dammit, I love this song! Sorry. I haven't done a quiz for awhile, have I? No sirree Bob, I haven't. Apologies to those who are actually named Bob; I wasn't talking to you, it's just an expression. This quiz is about... Buffy! Let's see how much I still care about this crap! Come on, lets!

1. What ONE thing do you most love about Buffy: The Vampire Slayer?
Hmm, that is a toughie! I love how it used to be really good. Like, three years ago or something.

2. What are your TWO favorite seasons?
This one's not so tough. Everyone knows that seasons two and three are the greatest consecutive seasons of anything, ever.

3. What are your THREE favorite lines (from the show)?
How the hell am I meant to know that? Let's just pretend that it's everything Andrew and Jonathan have ever said to each other. I think those two are hella funny. And that was so not a reference to that No Doubt song. I hate No Doubt, with the burning fire of a thousand suns.

4. What are your FOUR favorite fanfic stories?
I don't have four, I have one. That one is Elasias by Sabre Shadowkitten. Unfortunately, I have no idea where you could find that, because I've lost the link to her site. But believe me, I'm looking for it. She is the greatest Buffy fanfic writer of all time! Although Laure Alexander is pretty good too. I've lost her site as well.

5. What are your FIVE favorite episodes?
I love that all these questions ask for more than one answer, because I usually do that anyway! Anyway, here we go...
* Once More With Feeling
* I Only Have Eyes For You
* Amends
* Passion
and the greatest episode ever is...
*Becoming Part 2!

Favourite villain(s):
Season two Spike, Angelus and the Mayor

Favourite canon 'ship:
Buffy/Angel, always and forever.

Favourite non-canon het pairing:
It was Spike/Buffy, until that actually happened and I saw how crappy it actually is.

Favourite Xander slash pairing:
Xander can fuck himself, for all I care.

Favourite Angel slash pairing:
Spike! They so used to be special friends!

Favourite Oz slash pairing: Actually, I never really thought about it.

Favourite other m/m slash pairing:
Jonathan/Andrew! That just occurred to me then!

Episode that disturbs me too much to watch in its entirety:
Hmm... every episode with Riley in it. That fat, naked shit can burn in hell.

Episode that I like despite the fact that many people don't:
I didn't find out until today, but a whole lot of people dislike Amends. Oh well, most people are stupid anyway.

And that's it! Oh, what fun I've had in the two hours it took me to do this! The End.

Monday, May 27, 2002 01:57 p.m.

The Grin and Tonic Theatre Troupe came to visit again. It was the same three people as last year, and the guy in the green shirt is so the best one. Unfortunately Rachel wasn't there to see him; we were the only two people who liked him the best last year. This time most people changed their minds about him, though. Even if he wasn't better looking than the other guy (which I think he was, but I can see how some people wouldn't agree) he was such the best actor out of all of them. And they sang! I love it when people sing!

I'm a such a fool! How could I not know that The Eurovision Song Contest was on SBS last night? I so would have watched it! But I didn't know, and now I'm damned! Damned to hell!

Monday, May 27, 2002 01:22 a.m.

If anyone wants a depressing Savage Garden song (and honestly, who doesn't?) then listen to The Lover After Me, while reading the lyrics which can be found at Lyrics.com. It's actually a really obvious idea for a song, I can't believe I never thought of it before. Even if Dazza's not singing about Daniel (and he so is) it's a lovely song.

Sunday, May 26, 2002 11:44 p.m.

Silence, I have things to say! Bad, scary, eeee-vil tings to say! But first... some happyness. I was at Candice's house this afternoon, to interview her grandfather for an assignment. The assignment is on the Anglican Church you see, and he is Anglican. Anyway, afterwards her, Beau and I were in her room with the radio playing. I didn't realise until about a minute into it, but Country House played on the radio! You know, Blur? Blur! I can't even remember what station it was on, but I was so very excited!

The formal. The formal, the formal, the formal. So overhyped, so... formal. I'm just glad I had my very expensive, very beautiful black feather boa, otherwise I would have had an even crappier time. The main meal? Oh... my... God. Seriously, that was the most hideous shit ever. EVER. The high point was when I asked the DJ to play Song 2, and he did, and everyone knew the words. The high point was a song. What does that say about the night?

I am thrilled to say that I went to the afterparty. Should afterparty be hyphenated? I don't care. Like I was saying, afterparty. Boring crap. Do the sort of people who are allowed to have these at their house really do this every weekend? Because if they do, then their lives are no more interesting than mine. That's a comfort really. I mean, they think they're soooo cool, but at least I've already realised how much everyone's lives suck. Good. Yeah.

Did you know that the original 20th Century Boy is playing during the flashback dance scene in The Truman Show? Because it was on tonight and, well, the original 20th Century Boy is playing during the flashback dance scene in The Truman Show. Just thought I'd mention it. The End.

Saturday, May 25, 2002 03:28 p.m.

My formal is tonight. I have to be there in three hours. I'm so not looking forward to it. I'll be freezing. And I know it's stupid, but I'm really worried that the music will suck. I mean, they say that tonight is meant to one of those 'always remember' nights, and I really don't want to be remembering shit. I'm sorry, I just don't.

Wednesday, May 22, 2002 05:23 p.m.

Currently listening to: Girls and Boys, Blur (Ok, so it just finished...)

Yes! Yes, yes, YES, YES, YES!!! Remember how I said I lost my precious tape of fun? Well, guess what song I just saw for the second time ever, the one other time being when I taped it the first time. It's Damon! Damon singing about naughty things! I'm so happy, like, happier than I've been for weeks! What are the odds of that happening? Believe me, it's not especially likely. Oh shit! Remember also when I complained about us not hearing anything from The Vines? Well, Their song was just played. Will the fun never stop?!

I don't care what a hell of a lot of people have said, Gladiator is a good movie. I'm seriously convinced that Joaquin Pheonix plays the most brilliant evil guy ever. He is such a good actor, and so gorgeous. How could someone seem so evil, and so lovely at the same time?

Wednesday, May 22, 2002 04:56 p.m.

I have some information which I think everyone should know, in relation to copy-protected CDs. Read it here. Go on, read it!

Tuesday, May 21, 2002 08:57 p.m.

Currently listening to: When you love, Sinead O'Conner

Yes, I'm listening to a song from Rugrats in Paris, on a recommendation from someone. What of it? There's way more embarrassing songs saved on my computer than that. Wait a second, I'll check for the most embarrassing song right now. I think it's... probably the one Michelle Branch song that I can stand, and the one Britney Spears song that reminds me of the Olympics. Why the Olympics? Mind your own business. Fuck, it's cold! I'm freezing!

I don't know whether I should feel really thrilled or really annoyed that my favourite song ever is on a commercial for ER this week. Is it just me, or does it feel somehow wrong when you find something, and no one's heard it, or of it, and then... it's on an ER ad. God dammit, now I know it sux. It's kinda like the Channel 9 people saying, "Well, you may think that this is the best song ever, so we'll put it on ad for a bad, bad show about hospitals that very few people watch!" Stupid Channel 9.

I'm, um... very upset right now. I had been working on a tape of assorted music videos and interviews from people I love from Channel [V] since last year. It had three Placebo songs, five Blur songs, four Smashing Pumpkins songs, my two favourite Silverchair songs, and an interview with Aaron and Alex from The Calling, from when they visited Australia. My tape is no more. It's my own fault. But it still feels really, really bad. The End.

Monday, May 20, 2002 12:05 p.m.

I am so excited about getting home! So very, very excited... Why, exactly? Why? Because Colin Zeal, master of impressive Damon/Graham slash has updated her latest story. And when I get home I'll be able to bask in the glow of it's true excellence. The End.

Sunday, May 19, 2002 11:44 p.m.

Currently listening to: Strange Relationship, Darren Hayes

Ah, Dazza. I like your new haircut, it's much more flattering than that long, blonde, wavy thing you had going on. Dammit, I think you're adorable, no matter what anyone else says. Tralala... Can you tell I'm trying to take my mind off my forgetting to align the text on both sides of the last thing I wrote here, then archiving before I realised so it can't be fixed? Because I'm really, really annoyed at myself, and I don't imagine that I'll be getting over it soon.

You know what? I really, really, really love Mr Richey James Edwards. Seriously, my love for him has gotten to that obsessive zone that I've only been to once before, with one person. That one other person is Brian Molko. Back around early January this year Brian was all I could think about. Now... that's where my Richey's gotten to. See? I always call him my Richey now. I actually have a picture of him that I take with me between my two houses, which I then blue-tac next to my bed. I'll be taking him with me to school soon! Please people, don't take this to mean I'm insane, though. I just love someone I've never met more than life itself. The End.