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February 2005
28 February
So, while watching McLeod's Daughters last week (oohhhh swoooooooon), enjoying every second of Dave the vet... I couldn't help but feel wistful. I wish MY dog's vet was sexy and lanky and blonde. No. NO NO! We get stuck with someone with no social skills when it comes to fellow humans and the inability to look you in the eye.
I stayed up until 2am painting and watching Lord of the Rings. Go look at it. It's a flower. Everyone asks me for flowers. One day someone will show interest in my demonic looking dolls. One day.
27 February
Well they always used to say that you could get sunburned in a bad way when it's overcast. You know. It's really really true. I look like Milton from Office Space. Sigh.
And this is just my arm. My face! MY VALUABLE FACE!
They don't come much whiter than me. Now they don't come much pinker.
Apart from the burning skin pain I'm experiencing right now (in the part of my hair too... waaaaugh) I did enjoy most of what the Cuba Street Carnival had to offer. Mainly the Phoenix Foundation and the way little kids were going off dancing and flapping their little arms in time to the music. Some poor judgement in the middle of the afternoon has me a bit fuzzy about pretty much everything between SJD and the beginning of Kora, but I know I enjoyed them both.
And to think I smirked at the girl wearing the sombrero on the bus! Sigh.
24 February
Every day I seem to get hits on this site from people searching for photos of Eddie Vedder's daughter Olivia. SUCKERS! The best I have to offer is a painting of Eddie as Sandy! HA!
Cuba Street carnival this weekend. I hope it doesn't rain like it did last year. I nearly lost an eye due to reckless umbrella use.
One more month till REM! I bought our plane tickets to Christchurch last night. Whoo!
22 February
Well, I went to see the Shins play last night. The singer looked like Lester Burnham mixed with Bert (from Bert and Ernie fame) but has the voice of an angel. But... maybe I should have just said "and". Ahh well.
The only problems I had were that I was really aware of how fucking FOUL people smell at concerts, which makes the creepy warmth of little 18 year old bodies that little bit more creepy. Me? I smell like sunshine, lollipops and rainbows. Plus, I saw some people I knew a couple of years ago and while I remember his name... her name was just nowhere to be recalled. So I spent the better part of the Shins' set racking my tired old brain for the name... oh fuck! It just came to me then. Wow. Writing IS therapeutic.
Missed most of Julia Deans' set but what I did hear was fabulous. But the Furs wont be back in Wellington for at least a "few months".
18 February
Last night the lovely Andrew from Fur Patrol graced us with his presence for coffee and an interview. I lie. I had a coke.
The subject of "dreams" came up. His was to support Swervedriver one day... which he did with Fur Patrol. Dawn's was to one day interview Michael Stipe. She did that in 2003, less than a year after leaving Journalism School.
I have no dreams it seems. Least none that are likely to come true. No no. My dream was to interview Andrew Bain.
Yes. Yes that'll do.
I really should look into that. How can I truly be a failure if I don't set goals!?
I've been listening to a lot of Bright Eyes lately. I'm so emo!
16 February
Who saw the news last night? The "backless".. er.. "panties"?? *so unclean...* Most hilarious thing on the news in a long time just because the sheer mechanics of the things is mind boggling. And really, I think we'd all rather see people's undies than their butt cracks. But cmon! The lady talking about them!
Her name was Amanda Crack.
Ha ha. It had to be a joke.
10 February
Argh!
Overload!
Excitement overload!
McLeod's Daughters... my dirty little secret passion is coming back!
DAVE THE VET!
I can see cleaaaaaaaaarly noooow the raaaain has gooooone..
9 February
So, while picking through the vast array of shitty, shitty photos to add to this site just for the sake of adding SOMETHING, I came across this little gem...
A while back now, maybe in 2002, I was a paying member of the VHC... the Ten Club... the Pearl Jam fan club (oh to hell with it, I am a member). Every 6 months or so they hold a competition. This one was to win a signed concert ukelele from Ed Vedder's collection. What you had to do was, create a painting of a ukelele... post it in... and Bob's your uncle.
Well shit...
How did this beauty not win?!
By the way, that's Eddie Vedder, NOT Olivia Newton-John.
6 February
Happy Waitangi Day. Why the fuck don't I get a day off?!
Yesterday it was so hot I left the house once. I took Finn to the vet for her annual vaccinations and check up and of all the places to be, a tiny, windowless vet examination room with no ventilation wasn't high on my list. Finn slid down to the cool lino flooring and wiggled like a mudskipper (wiggled?) nose first into a bag of cat food.
It was too hot for her as well. Here she is under a curtain.
Sucks to be really hairy I guess.
2 February
That look Matthew Perry does when he's trying to be all coy gives me the creeps.
I added a bunch of crap... mainly photos of things here and there, from Wellington to Auckland. Exciting no?
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