i was lying in bed paying my rent

crackie gave me one of his smiles today. and the way he said "goodbye" was so soft and intimate. i wish he wasn't such a bastard. what was it aleena and i were saying about his only three friends beeflat, eeflat and ay?

but for chips and for freedom i could die

drool…

i'm cheating on you

lots of pics there. including pinto giving up on dignity completely, pinto cleaning his knuckles, pizza with a pineapple lightening bolt scar (look close, it's there), a lost thong, my sister showing off her impressive hiding skills and a sleeping quokka. dead serious, that's how they sleep.
but today was wonderful. actually it was on the worse side of average apart from its one very redeeming feature. i watched a disturbing film about the kkk, got yelled at for not studying for oral, showed off my fear of rollerblading to the hot pe prac teacher, forgot to bring in something organic to draw in art and got told off by miss tan for trying to reconstruct a torn up borders receipt. but even if i had been raped it wouldn't have spoilt my day because between pe and art was lunch and the lunch time concert by senior orchestra.
they started with rodeo which seemed to kind of lack dynamics, it was too soft. and they ended with pirates and the trombones got way behind. BUT.
the greig. it was actually orgasmic. and that was pretty much completely down to aidan. the orchestra was kind of just distracting but just the way he sat there concentrating and knew it by heart and clenched his fists on his knees in the rests and smiled when he got a standing ovation, like our approval was what mattered most was so incredible i was actually reduced to tears at the end. so i've decided he's my soulmate.

to my darling eliza.

actually dear, i wasn't lying. lemmings do exist.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lemming





enough proof for you? by the way, did you ever tell him?

you don't wanna see my ghost

crackie was in shorts today but it just made him look stubby. trousers make him more sophisticated. and i don't really like his hair cut. but i realised that he has an almost identical nose to james mcavoy (!!!) which really explains why i'm so attracted to him.

look at his nose!

then after school jot, mike and i went off to buy matt's birthday present and realising that the next train was in 12 minutes and we can walk to subi in 10 we tagged off again and went on foot. along the way we found a very lost bunnings trolley in which we deposited our bags and took turns pushing. then we parked the trolley and entered woolworths, debated about which barbie matt would like best (the ballerina one) and lamented the fact that they didn't stock any of the lollies that jot wanted to take to health camp.
so after promising to push the trolley all the way jot convinces us to go all the way to farmer jacks, but some how i end up with the trolley but i'm so weak that jot and mike had to steer/pull on either side all the way up rokeby road, steepest hill in christendom. then we bumped into mr rogers and jot attmpted to hide the trolley which basically involved sitting on it and saying "we don't have a trolley". then we managed to get to farmers jacks and parked the trolley again and decided that since we'd got so attatched to it we should name it; thus it was dubbed crackie and we all made a humble pledge to return it to its home.

a house number mikey and i couldn't resist.

so we got jot's lollies and negotiated our way to baskin and robbins where jot's brother works. we recieved a free ice-cream (that we demolished in record time) and after realising that we didn't know where a bunnings was we continued towards jots place until we came upon a broken down, ramshackled old house that was just desperate for an owner and even though it meant we had to physically carry our bags we sacrificed spinal comfort for crackies happiness. we pushed him under the clothes line and took the coat hanger that we'd found in him and hung it up beside him. it was a wrench but it felt right.

crackie the trolley has found his home.

and super close up crackie.

after a tender farewell kiss we continued to jots and then to the train station and thence, home. ♥

i fell in love at the seaside

i think i've worked out how to make crackie fall in love with me. i just have to be really good at something! but the only thing i can think of that he likes and is fairly easy is lesbian sex and i need some one else for that too. and what if he fell in love with her?