Jako

Two weeks not my favorite line from "Total Recall" and the amount of time since I last relaxed at home.

It's been great my Brother got back from overseas and a friend of mine came back from London to work on a film festival, so I decided to give him a hand. I love supporting him but I do get sick of no sleep and cinema foyers, it's only for a week though and it was a good laugh. When I actually get to watch some of the films I always end up with a glass of red wine in my hand (totally not my fault) and when i'm drinking I have the attention span of a free basing chimpanzee, so what ever movies I got to watch are pretty much forgotten.

My neighbor and I have started seeing a lot more of each other since my slip up on phone two weeks ago, which has been good. We are funny together she has already started ripping into about anything and everything, at breakfast the other day she told me her mission was to make me miserable about my shirt as I didn't iron my shirt sleeves properly. I told her my dryer irons all my clothes which made her gasp at the heavens.
I miss her gentle poking but if we get serious again I think we will find ourselves where we were at beginning of January, her always frustrated. Not wishing for another 6 month Cold War with someone whom is now a good friend I think it's time for a tread carefully adult moment, which I am becoming good at.......I think.

Actually I had a Grape Shake with rainbow jelly today so I guess the adult stuff is still far from my reach. Just saying grape shake with rainbow jelly sounds crazy, but man that combination of words ends in a freaking delicious product.

Whoops.

My neighbor and I had a fling at the beginning of the year, which ended up fine as we are still friends. Well at first there was a silent cold war thing going on, but friends again now. She rang me at work today which was out of the ordinary and asked me in a shy meek voice (out of her character) "Are you still able to that favor you did me at the start of the year, you said you would do it anytime if you were able", I said "What favor" she said "I don't want to say it out loud".
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I thought with my crazy male mind, the land scape of my evening just changed greatly as I assumed Booty Call. Armed with this incorrect assumption I said "Sounds good", she then asked "Are you sure you can?". Since she has been asking lately if I had found a new girl friend I assumed she was referring to my status as a single man, I replied "Yes I am completely single it's ok".

SILENCE

"Wait" she replied "What does you being single have to do with........we're not talking about the same thing here, oh my god HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, holy crap I will text you as I don't won't to say it out loud, but it's not that HA HA HA HA"

*sigh* she wanted to borrow money. Well I guess I found something out about myself, all those times I thought I'd put a friendship first were a dirty lie.

Started another Saturday with a BLT.

Just watched Fear and Loathing for the first time in ages, forgot how much I enjoyed it, which is weird because I went nuts for Hunt S. after I originally saw it. I don't know why it took so long to re-visit.

I just sat above Sydney and watched two hours of Peru holiday video's. Glad it involved weed and red wine but still 2 hrs man I'm beat. I'm only 30, I'm not old enough for 2 hours of sildes yet.

My life needs another coat of paint. This time a cooking class.

I never really have thought about the Australian Film Industry much, which may seem weird as I've acted in Australian films and written for Australian TV. We do have the biggest short film competition in the world here but features have been few and fair between. I've always been pre-occupied with the magic of American cinema, the absolute gold I find in Korean films, a sweeping epic from china, the dark and far away feeling some European films gave me and of course where would this weird man be without his Japanese animation.

Today magic flew out of an email and nailed me right in the face.

During the 70's and early 80's were the bomb and influenced some of films greatest minds internationally (eg. Quentin Tarantino). Below is a link to a documentary about these hard hitting themes from Australian Films of that era.

Please, if you are squeamish or do not like swearing etc. we really had a knack for being offensive back then

http://www.notquitehollywood.com.au/

I've always loved B-Grade Horror from the moment I waited until my parents went to sleep that one night in 1990 and snuck out to watch Evil Dead late on TV (what a rebel). This has definitely re-induced my enthusiasm for the genre and I am salivating at a whole weekend alone, I know I can do it, I know I can come up with an original horror idea.

"HOLY CRAP who the hell is that, oh it's just me phew"

my impresonation of me walking past my bedroom mirror after I woke up in the middle of the night

Baby.



One of my all time favourite songs. I love Karen Carpenter. It's weird, but a few years ago I just started listening to some older music even though I am a suple 30 year old. In particular Roy Orbison and The Carpenters. I didn't know why. But it was while watching Sonic Youth's cover of "Super Star" which is a tribute to Karen Carpenter that I began thinking about her death. She died when I was 4 and documentaries on her life were relesed in the following years. I saw one, I don't rememeber the doco but it must of focused on her death as I asked my mother about it. I remember my mum saying that a newspaper man said in an article that she was "chubby" she never got over it and slowly died because of a perception in her head that she was never thin". As a kid for me to learn that a nice lady died because of that reason really was well .....fucked. All at once all my childhood empathy which I guess the world kind of kncocked out of me for a while came flowing back while I watched Sonic Youths trubite type video clip cover of "Super Star" and it was truly wonderful.

Watching "Malcolm in the Middle" makes me want to get married. Don't know if it somehow mirrors my younger years, if I dig the Mum from the show (weird) or if I'm just strange.
I'm 30, I should be fixing a tractor naked somewhere or doing karate but the Father from that show is my hero.
He has always been sexually attracted to his wife for years and years and years (I'm only 30 and single but I'm thinking that could be hard...well at least to keep it interesting and not...well a job, but he not only is still attracted to her, he is livid with excitement when they have sex), he works a crap job but just keeps doing it, he has kept it together with 4 kids, he had an underground radio station, he roller skates but most of all he danced in sequins and it was a wonderful number. I know it's a TV show and fantasy but now I've written it down that's pretty damn achievable.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM I'd better get to fixing tractors naked and doing karate so I get it all out of my system and don't go all midlife crisis in case I do decide to do the Malcolm In the Middle thing one day.

That's terrible, who watches someone that has left them or they left, not healthy. Move on man.

Going to start a record of my dreams, which sucks because they are usually a window into the mind AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH but this is now my "here it all is" journal.

So far last night I forget why but I couldn't move or breath (you know one of those incubus deals) then finally a man crawled out of my mouth.

I know it sounds weird, but that's what I dreamt.......I'll blame Sunday. As my fruit and vegetable intake increases through the week hopefully my dreams become less weird.

I started this LJ in 2006 when I was 24. It was the only network site my office IT department didn't block. I was bored and used it as a joke to start a World Domination bid (it's all there including dates, I still enjoy reading it at times), what ended up happening well I fell in love with one of my fellow World Denominators. Who needs the world when you're in love right. Alas i failed and she left me in the desert of Australia (literary). Well now I'm thirty and this journal is something I want to enter my thoughts and feelings into on a daily basis(you know like a real journal). Believe it or not after all that's happened in the last 4 years (the beginning of my LJ) I am back in the exact same office that I started in. They now have blocked LJ BUT I am recording my life here anyways, at home like a normal person I guess.

I understand the importance now of looking back at your thoughts and feelings, especially after years. This sounds pretty corny now, but fuck it.


Today's Score:

Mature

Oh it's monday night but I still cooked salmon fillets with vegetables for myself and my room mate.

Immature

Yelled out "Excuse me" to people on the way to work then pretended to be on the phone.

I am 30 and still pull pranks going to and from work, they are not bad stuff. Today I yelled excuse me out my car window andf when people looked I said just a minute, pretended to talk on my phone and drove off.

BORED but it fixed my f**king Monday, totally

I'm eating vegemite on toast, drinking coffee and listening to Roy Orbison. It's just past one in the morning and I'm too excited too sleep. Why? because I just had to spend 3 weeks on a navy boat and right now small freedoms like being at home making toast at random times and listening to the melancholy lyrics of the great Big O are too glorious a thing to allow me to simply go to sleep.

When my boss asked if was interested in going out to do engineering stuff on a navy boat for three weeks, I looked at the cash bonus I would get for being away and felt compelled to take him up on the offer (screw my greedy mind). I spent several years in the navy and having discharged from the service in 2005, I forgot just how much I hated it, however was quickly reminded lol. As a civilian traveling along for the ride you really have no where to go and relax. I finished my work in about 4 days which left me 2 1/2 weeks to kill AHHHHHHHHHHHH way to much time to think.

However

It is nearly all worth it as when you do finally get back the small things you don't even think about normally, become awesome monuments in your life. For example deciding to watch TV and what show you want to watch, what time you are going to have dinner, listening to music you choose when you choose, trees, not being surrounded by ocean, no grumpy assholes staring at you with hate when you walk down a corridor, showering with out flip flops, being the only one going to the toilet in the bathroom etc. Strolling around my apartment I feel like a king and toast at one in the morning cause I can is my kingly right WOOOOOOOOOOO yeah that's right I'm easily pleased.

I'm growing a mustache that's right it's all crazy, I like it because people can know that I don't take myself seriously with a single glance. Or they may think MMMMMM I think that man may be a homosexual lol ether way I'm bringing the moe back baby, how long will this brave act remain on my face, I don't know. Will I ask random people if they want a mustache ride.........no but it is good to have that option.

I watched drag me to hell tonight. Being an evil dead fanatic I had high expectations which is unfair because who the hell am I to get on my high horse, well I have a mustache and that has to count for something (mental note mustache seems to be entering my life in abnormal amounts, I'm now scared it is taking over, will attempt to shave it off before it is too late..................................................shit I think it heard me)
But mustache aside Drag Me To Hell is the fucking best, the female lead was channeling Bruce Campbell I'm sure and people familiar to the evil dead series will shiver with excitement at the familiar sounds and excess fluids used. It was so fucking great, where the hell has Sam been all these years. They don't need another evil dead I got my fix tonight and it was great.

OK now I'm tired, remember when you read this again Anthony the small things are the key to happiness and don't ever take life for granted you're 30 and you are having trouble sleeping because you are excited about the freedom toast and Roy Orbison has given you and now that kicks fucking ass.

Also am curious why Only The Lonely makes you feel so happy, easy the big O rocks (want him tattooed on my ass)

I watched a movie by my favorite director last night called orphanage. It was pretty much the spookiest thing I've ever seen. It's stuck to me like peanut butter, I had to baby sit for good friends tonight and after I put little Hendrix to bed I swear I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door but no one was there AHHHHHHH. Stupid creepy movie, but the story and direction was genius. I have to shake the creepy feeling it's left me with the only way I know how...............excess comedy movies.

This entry is a jumble of facts I think were or could be important from my 6 month absence, it is sporadic

Yep I went for another jog today don't mean to brag but I'm a bit of a big deal. My friend is going to drag me to the gym on wednesdays as well so good work me I guess.

I went on a bender the other weekend and lost my camera GRRRRRRR some weirdo out there has photo's of me which was weird at first but the net is full of crazy photo's of me so I was over it quite quickly.

I shaved my head for charity at the start of the year and must say, I am so happy I don't have long hair anymore. I love the length of my hair now and love the 10 minutes of extra sleep I have gained in way of the hair care exercises I was going through each morning. My maltese blood has given me the thickest hair ever (which I love by the way Karma except for the combing part so PLEASE don't make me bald I have a big nose and with no hair the ladies and I would get along even less) end sentence.

When I arrived back in Sydney I decided it would a terrific idea to strike up a relationship involving intimacy with my neighbor, bad idea. We are still good friends but to say things didn't get awkward would be a lie, Am so glad we are still friends and it was a great excercise in maturity but there were times we just plain ignored each other........ no shit she knocked on my door mid that sentence, her daughter is pregant.........wow.

On that note it's time for the Simpson's, until next time dairy keep reminding me of who i am.

Love Dodgey

I was vacumming ghosts this morning, not the traditional kind they used to do in ghost busters but they kind in my stupid head. I was looking at the carpet and that was the thought that entered my head ghosts. I think it is time to move on and the carpet under my feet was already a shadow, a past tense. AHHHHHHH nah I just have to stop getting that drunk loosing control aint my thing.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH craziestn week of all time, last Thursday a company rang me and said it would be good if you went to an interview tomorrow in Sydney for a January the 5th start. The job is my dream job so I spent 550 freaking dollars to get there for an interview........man I'd feel stupid id it didn't work out. Well it did so I guess it's good bye country hello freaking city...........I should be happy and a month ago I would of been ecstatic, now I have friends here and feel like a sell out. BUT I miss my home and am on the way. Plus my best friend George (room mate) is back from a 6 month trip about the same time I arrive and as a big believer in fate have to see this as a meant to be.


I'll be back

Oh I had vegetarian Nachos for dinner ..........Man thats good

Well an opposition company made me an offer on Friday. More money less work, but if I change company’s am I a dirty traitor that should have a rope tied around his ankles and dragged through that really itchy type of grass, I hope not because I really don’t like being itchy. I think loyalty is relevant today even though we live in a modern world with out that wonderful sounding gold watch you get at the end of 40 years of service. In fact I read somewhere that if you don’t change jobs or have a slight twinge of a career direction every six years you’re going stale. Surely I’m not going to let something I randomly read guide this decision…….or am I. The truth is even though I’ve been dumped in the middle of no where I still feel this annoying sting of loyalty and am not looking forward to this decision. On one hand the money on the other the perhaps antiquated concept of loyalty, what will I decide………I think I’ll just do what I usually do when big decisions crash through my cabin of calm, I’ll hide under a pile of coats until it all goes away :)


DUE TO THE SERIOUS NATURE OF THIS POST HERE IS A PICTURE OF A PERSON IN A GORILLA SUIT




More on world domination tomorrow

YEEE HAAAA it's raining and storming out side, the the news said it's a hard core rating of 3 (that's how we rate the weather down here nahh I'm being an idiot), there will be hail, since I'm driving a work car I say bring it on like donkey kong LEROYYY JENKIN'S

Well it's freaking monday afternoon so I did it I made it HAH I laugh at you world and all you're horrible ploy's to unsaddle me HAH.

I went to see a tribute band on the weekend, it was great musically however the singer had a voice like a hairy ass (not very appealing), I think the real singer was sick that night and the band just paid some random drunk $20 to fill in for the set. Wow that's pretty mean and after my singing efforts in the shower and car I really can't talk, my voice is pretty terrible. But after a few drinks I gain super singing powers and am able to leap karaoke bars in a single bound.

Besides the band my weekend was pretty uneventful, instead of movies I watched Dexter season 3......WHAT THE HELL IS JIMMY SMITS DOING go away Jimmy I was cool once Smits, it's over ok, no more Mr. Semi sexy it's gone leave it, shave that Mustache you gave up your latino heritage years ago, shoo shoo get out of here, go on get, bad bad Jimmy and so forth, sigh. Well Jimmy Smits is fine I'm actually a bit of a fan, I guess I just liked Dexter bettter as a lone wolf but you can't hide from change so I grudgily accpet Jimmy.

Well I'd better go brave the crazy storm screaming at me from outside,

OH I shall be attempting to take over the world soon if anyones keen

Chow :)