7 years ago
Monday, June 9, 2008
Miami Horror
Does anyone remember that night? It was really rad. Heaps of my friends made out!
P.S. I guess that night was way before indie was the hip new thing!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
RIP COWLE ST.
In case you haven't heard the news, Cam, Nina and I got evicted last week via a lengthy process that took magistrates, yelling, and us just leaving a lot of junk in the house including some TBP scratchies. We had this crazy bitch landlord that took us to court for "smashed glass in and around house after Thomas Dewhurst threw wild party and left soon after" and other various infractions. Nina and I searched for this glass, and when we asked Hellord to point it out for us, she blustered "I don't have time for this!@", went to her Mercedes and pulled out a court order.
In memory of the retardedness of Cowle St, I'm gonna do a post consisting of photos I can find on MySpack and Facebook. I rule.
In memory of the retardedness of Cowle St, I'm gonna do a post consisting of photos I can find on MySpack and Facebook. I rule.
For a while Josh had a moustache.
This is me getting lost in my satine.
The elusive Nina!
MRS scoping the yard.
There were pogo sticks.
RIP Cowle.
Love, Gracey.
P.S. This post serves no purpose other than making me and my friends laugh, and a little bit sad.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Love, according to Mango Street Primary by Margaret Clark.
"But you don't like big girls," said Big Mac.
"I've changed my mind," I said. "Big is beautiful so long as it doesn't sit on me or bash me up."
"How romantic," said Big Mac.
Love Gracey.
"I've changed my mind," I said. "Big is beautiful so long as it doesn't sit on me or bash me up."
"How romantic," said Big Mac.
Love Gracey.
P.L.U.R.
Peace, Love, Unity, Respect. Many of you will only know this from Muscles' retarded song 'Sweaty' or perhaps Shazam's amazing titillating remix of it, but I lived through this shit. That's right, raving.
I just went on my photobucket account in order to post Mick Zing an amazing lolhipsters photo and I found some photos that Stripperlord and I took at a rave in Malaga in 2003.
Like this one.
The girl with the fishnet things on her arms was named Hana Banana. She fucked my housemate in 2004. He said she had a really stinky vagina. The last time I saw her was a few months ago when I went to Cottesloe Beach and needed to buy plastic cups so I could drink vodka and orange with Clare and Josh, so I went to the General Store. She works there now and has blue hair, and wasn't very happy to see me at all. I think it's because I used to tease her a lot. Maybe about her stinky cunt.
The guy next to her is named Curry. The last time I saw him was at Midland Train Station in 2005 when I was going to visit my Dad at his hills pub. He told me all about how he'd just been to the U.S. with his family. "I had to like pray at my food before I could eat it. It was fucked." Then he told me how he was going to Singapore soon. "Gonna impregnate some gook bitches. Gonna be half chink, half curry illigemate sprogs running 'round."
The girl in the white dress is named Emili. I think she's a rockabilly or something now. Last time I saw her she tripped me over at a bbq in 2005 because she thought I'd banged her ex-boyfriend. I had but like ya know, whatevs. Then she threatened to bash me on IRC.
The guy giving the lone finger is Tim. Last time I hung out with him was in 2005 when we had lines in his parents mansion in a room that featured a suit of armour. Then we played badminton.
The guy on the left is Leon. I think he wanted to be an MC or something. One time when I was 16 he bought cigarettes for me. You can get a fine for that, you know! I can't remember the last time I saw him. I'm sure it was gay.
The girl on the left is Talia. I used to live with her. I'm fairly certain this was the rave that she dressed me up in gators that were "black like my soul." I have heard her having sex bulk times. She used to go out with a rave promotor. Last time I saw her was at a party this year. She was wearing a floor length dress and chandelier earrings. Now she likes flowers, acupuncture, Bunnings and yoga.
I will do another installment of "Dumb Things that Gracey Used To Do" later on this blog.
Love, Gracey.
P.S. Even though we use derogatory terms for Asian people, we do in fact, love them. Clare studies Science at UWA for christ's sake!
I just went on my photobucket account in order to post Mick Zing an amazing lolhipsters photo and I found some photos that Stripperlord and I took at a rave in Malaga in 2003.
Like this one.
The girl with the fishnet things on her arms was named Hana Banana. She fucked my housemate in 2004. He said she had a really stinky vagina. The last time I saw her was a few months ago when I went to Cottesloe Beach and needed to buy plastic cups so I could drink vodka and orange with Clare and Josh, so I went to the General Store. She works there now and has blue hair, and wasn't very happy to see me at all. I think it's because I used to tease her a lot. Maybe about her stinky cunt.
The guy next to her is named Curry. The last time I saw him was at Midland Train Station in 2005 when I was going to visit my Dad at his hills pub. He told me all about how he'd just been to the U.S. with his family. "I had to like pray at my food before I could eat it. It was fucked." Then he told me how he was going to Singapore soon. "Gonna impregnate some gook bitches. Gonna be half chink, half curry illigemate sprogs running 'round."
The girl in the white dress is named Emili. I think she's a rockabilly or something now. Last time I saw her she tripped me over at a bbq in 2005 because she thought I'd banged her ex-boyfriend. I had but like ya know, whatevs. Then she threatened to bash me on IRC.
The guy giving the lone finger is Tim. Last time I hung out with him was in 2005 when we had lines in his parents mansion in a room that featured a suit of armour. Then we played badminton.
The guy on the left is Leon. I think he wanted to be an MC or something. One time when I was 16 he bought cigarettes for me. You can get a fine for that, you know! I can't remember the last time I saw him. I'm sure it was gay.
The girl on the left is Talia. I used to live with her. I'm fairly certain this was the rave that she dressed me up in gators that were "black like my soul." I have heard her having sex bulk times. She used to go out with a rave promotor. Last time I saw her was at a party this year. She was wearing a floor length dress and chandelier earrings. Now she likes flowers, acupuncture, Bunnings and yoga.
I will do another installment of "Dumb Things that Gracey Used To Do" later on this blog.
Love, Gracey.
P.S. Even though we use derogatory terms for Asian people, we do in fact, love them. Clare studies Science at UWA for christ's sake!
Sunday, June 1, 2008
We Saw You @ Club Bayview
Me, Gracey and Nina went to Club Bayview on Thursday. Gemma was gonna come too but then she put on her p-jams, what a little bitch. Anyway, I donut remember much but I was probably really funny and told heaps of good jokes. I kinda remembered getting into some sort of death stare fight with a girl, but I couldn't figure out how it started. Oh well. Nina told me about it a couple of days later, the girl had leant over to introduce herself to a dude sitting next to Nina and me. He was all "What do you do?" and she said "Well, I'm a singer-songwriter" and then I totally butted into their conversation by bursting into hearty lols. I would give my nuts to hear a Club Bayview singer songwriter. Like actually.
Love Clare xoxoxo
p.s - I found this girl from high school's myspace music page and I was gonna post some of her heartfelt lyrics but then I felt bad. They weren't cliche terrible, like about broken mirrors and mascara tear storms, but an even better sort of bad. Big words, like polysemy, and vaguely sentimental statements like "we are all expressions" repeated in different variations with no sense of rhythm or flow or meaning. The best. I wish I could write the whole monstrosity here but I might never be able to visit the western suburbs again. Gemma, you probably know who I'm talking about.
Love Clare xoxoxo
p.s - I found this girl from high school's myspace music page and I was gonna post some of her heartfelt lyrics but then I felt bad. They weren't cliche terrible, like about broken mirrors and mascara tear storms, but an even better sort of bad. Big words, like polysemy, and vaguely sentimental statements like "we are all expressions" repeated in different variations with no sense of rhythm or flow or meaning. The best. I wish I could write the whole monstrosity here but I might never be able to visit the western suburbs again. Gemma, you probably know who I'm talking about.
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