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Trauma sez..
HOORAY FOR SLACKING OFF!!, i'm at my mums work doing some part time suff for a few days, mostly photocopying this fucking huge training booklet and I'm slacking off for a while. My hands get that badly paper cut i take em home in a doggy bag, my knees are locked in the standing position and the aircondtioning is giving me crusty boogers. I'm too easily amused when i'm bored
Currently..
Hearing: radio,.....
linkin park, ICK!!, comercial shit
Plugging: Beneath the remains radio show. local radio that is, blacktown, fairfax and holoroyd (is that right matt??) 99.9fm every thurday from 6pm. AND The Louisville Sluggers, a sydney based swing band (my bass tutors band, hey a plugs a plug) have a gig at THE BRASS MONKEY in cronulla on Saturday 1st of March, check en out. if you dont see the gig, go to the website and d/load summa their tracks.
Thursday :: 20/03/03 |
Less than an hour till the proverbial shit hits the fan. I've got a seriously bad feeling bout this, I dont think all is going to go to plan.
I figured I should post, its been nearly a week, but now I'm at a bit of a loss for words. oh and I mightn't have a post next week, my demo of dreamweaver runs out in 4 days.
The world scares me.
Thursday :: 13/03/03 |
Mehh....... for some reason I'm stuffed today. It mighta had somethin to do with being out so late last night at a rehearsal "with the band formerly known as allmost there and now posibly known as stealing second"... I'll get back to ya bout that name.
sorry about neglecting to post the last week, I just honestly couldnt be fucked. that and I had nothing to write about anyway.
got a few things on this weekend. saturday my car club's having a display at the Blacktown Show. it'll be on at about 10:30, go have a look if you've been wondering what i meant when i used to show up at school on a monday morning and say i had a motorsport hangover, and there's an event on sunday in the mountains but thankfully i'm not running, i don't realy even feel like going.
oh and i got this in an email of a friend this arvo, made me laugh, and think of my own younger days, that and i cant think of a way to end this post.... oh and place your mouse cursor over the picture, like most of the graphics on this site they have text to them, good for an extra laugh..
thanks nicky for the pictures
Happy Thursday.
Friday :: 07/03/03 |
After seeing the news tonight, I'm starting to worry a little. Now I'm not gonna go into a speech on wether or not i support the idea of war and I'm definitely not going to talk politics, i don't really think it's possible to have an intelligent conversation involving the word politics anyway. But Bush is pissing me off. By waging war, isn't he doing exactly what he says he's trying to stop other countries from doing. He wants to disarm Iraq (which I'll agree with) by using the same weapons he's trying to get them to hand in. A bit fucking hypocritical if you ask me. Then there's li'l Johnnie How-high. I'd call him a brown nose but he's not even that close, he's trying to be one, but can't. I honestly don't think we should fight someone else's battle anyway, just like WWI and II, back then it was the "mother country" now it's our own fearless leader, who reminds me of that kid at school that's always trying to fit in, trying to keep up with the popular kids.
bah!, I'm not gunna go there, rather I'll leave you with some words that ring rather true.
"disposable heroes" - Metallica (Master of puppets 1986)
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greetings Death
he's yours to take away
Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman
You wont find me following orders I promise you that...
Take a long look around your surroundings tomorrow, soak it all in, and remember it. coz i guarantee it'll never be the same again.
Tuesday :: 04/03/03 |
I burnt my fucking hand today. Put two knucles across a hot ellement in the oven, last time cook anything. I now have a strange little white lump on my right ring finger, right onttop of the joint, y'know, the bit of skin that bunches up when you extend your finger, as well as a little red mark on my middle finger, i dont think that finger touched it but it got close enough to get burnt.
Pardon my crappy typing, its kinda hard whent you're holding a pirece of ice against one hand and typeing with the other, plus i gotta use the mouse left handed, at least until my finger stops hurting. i'm not sure what stings more, the burn or the ice.
i'm a dumbarse, c'mon, you know you wanna say it, tell me i'm a dumbshit.
in other news i've been recieving some rather disturbing emails off and old freind of mine, mostly comprising of grot pictures, i.e a weight lifter that managed to push most of his lower digestive system through his arse, a nausiating gallery of piercings and so on. Me thinks its time for a little pay back, for you see i know of an infinete source of absolutely feral photos on the net. Stileproject.com. Actualy this week on the fornt page he's got some pics of some buttmunch that got a little to close of a hellicopter on a aircraft carrier and ended up a little light headed. literaly.
now excuse me while i go bury my hand in the freezer
Saturday :: 01/03/03 |
Being stuck at home alone the last few weeks has made me extremly fucking bored. And with boredom comes a strange curiosity for weird things. example the last few days I've been pondering just what part of a chicken to you get nuggets from.
Shuttup, ............ I'm posting arn't I.
And do you know what today is kids?.. the first of march...... y'know.... end of summer!. That sucks arse. It'll be 6 months till the start of spring and about another 9-10 months before the sea temp warms up to something decent. In that case I'm gonna have to make the pilgrimage north to Avoca beach before it gets too cold, i love that beach.
*sigh* I miss summer already......
Tuesday :: 25/02/03 |
The four horsemen are a quartet once more... not that you give a shit. -Trauma @ 18:00
As reported on Metallica.com Robert Trujillo (formally of Suicidal Tendencies, another metal band i like) in an official release just yesterday has joined the band. (hey i scooped encycmet.com one of the biggest metallica fan sites, gets updated more than the official site.. BOOYAH!).
Not that many of you would care. but i felt obliged to post bout it since i posted on this very site, only a few days after it opened about Jason Newstead's (metallica's second bassist) split.
My opinions?..... well from hearing suicidal Tendencies i know that rob's a pretty good bass player, so it should be good to hear. hopefully he has some sort of musical in-put (although the new album's finished) and stop their new stuff sucking.
well i gotta run, i'm going to practice with the guys from the band formerly known as allmost there, hey maybe that should be their new name!!!
oh yeh, and in other news, stick your head between you legs and kiss your ass good bye. The yanks are going to war....
Saturday :: 22/02/03 |
52 channels and there's still nothing to watch -Trauma @ 20:52
But since my old man insists on watching Bangledesh play Pakistan (I think it is anyway) in the cricket I'm stuck watching the spare tv in my room. no cable. so apart from watching hugh grant stutter his way through another shity movie, the nausiating willy wonka, or the rugrats movie I find my self here, for some unbeknown reason.
And such has been the rest of my days the last few months. mostly sitting, occasionaly standing, repeatedly opening the fridge, and more sitting. I think my thumb's had more exercise using the remote than me. I do occasionaly get exercise driving my car. don't laugh I'm serious, its manual so my left leg gets some work using the clutch, its not air conditioned (its 26 years old, I cant complain) so you sweat any excess weight off and its got no power steering, so if I drive it round a car park a few hours every day I'll have arms like a front rower in no time.
In the past month or two I've managed to make a nice arse-groove in the couch. I suppose thats something to be proud of. bleh...
I wonder if John's linked me yet.....
Friday :: 21/02/03 |
The 'ward returns!!! -Trauma @ 19:00
Yes kiddies I'M BACK!! and with more valium induced funnies than ever before (no garantees).
What i wanna do with this site is go back to what it used to be, less news more "blog". man that term sounds off, sounds like im taking a crap. anyway, this isn't a "finding my roots" thing, i just can't be stuffed looking for news items anymore. That and i think John is getting the shits at me for leaving long messages in his comments system.
now this had all better work. i sat up till 2am this morning downloading dreamweaver (stupid fucking 50meg file)
Anyway it's gonna take a day or two for the ward to return to its former glory of bad language, bad grammar and even worse html skills.
Its good to be back
Vers:6.0, not so Beta
Best not viewed at all well... 1024x768 @fullscreen actually