I'm Never In My Waking Life, Dreaming Is My All The Time

There has been so little going on that I don't even know what to post about!

I have just been existing. Nothing fancy, just going to work and coming home.

Kerensa was an original housemate who's bedroom set I was borrowing and she finally called for it back the other day. I thought it was going to be a really really annoying process to try and find new everything but I randomly met Carla, a friend of my friend Kirsten, and she is moving to Europe for good and had whole bedroom set to give away. How lucky am I? As Penny said when we got an entire corner booth on a Friday night (my birthday) at Double Happiness, "Patrick Collins, you are living a charmed life."

Sorta seems like it at times.

Anyways, the bedroom is awesome. Better than before, and if I could figure out how to flip my fucking webcam (which is installed upside down in my computer, good job Lenovo) I would take a picture. Soon. I even got a new doona, doona cover, and pillows. Yeahhh!

Birthday was good, drinks and dinner with good people, that was about it. But it turned out good. I think for my birthday present to myself (my father bought me shoes! Those Polo shoes I'm obsessed with! YEAH!) I think I'm going to buy something really boring, like a USB flash drive. I really wanted a mimobot because I'm a nerd, or one of these branch ones, but they are too expensive.

I think I'm going to pay the $45 to go see Rival Schools and Saves the Day. I have been wanting to see RS for 8 years. That's worth it I figure. Plus they only have like 1 album (and an EP) so they can't really screw up and play a whole bunch of horrible new stuff or something. Saves the Day on the other hand...

I slept about 3 hours last night because some horrible hippies were staying with us and invited all their friends over, and then proceeded to pull an all night rager outside my window. How considerate. I really don't get people some times and how they can be so disrespectful. I bet my mom would be proud to hear me say that. Everyone else I know is like "Yeah right Pat, you're a giant jerk too, jerkface."

Threethousand is throwing a benefit for the bushfires. Check it.

Last night was Carla's going away drinks, tonight is this private Wrangler party on the rooftop, tomorrow is the benefit. Now if only I had people I like to go with, why don't you all just move down here already?

In other news, I had my first fig. It was alright, but they weren't the best figs, so says my housemate. They were totally awesome though because they came from my fig tree in my back yard. Booyah.

Okay, I'm boring today, and everyday.

I'm going to Sydney soon. For sure.

On The Last Day Of Your Life, Don't Forget To Die

Just to ease your worried little minds.

This day wasn't as bad as the article makes it seem (headline: Worst Day in History), but it is the end of the world in Australia.

I'm sorta near these fires, in fact my mom and I drove through a couple of these places I think, but obviously, I will be fine.

The north is flooding like crazy, but that's the north, and it's full of people who say 'crikey!' anyways.

I'm safe and it actually rained and was cold enough for a cardigan today!

In other news:

I Don't Want To Wake Up, Knowing I Don't Have A Future

Let's see.

I saw Buraka Som Sistema, I saw Tim Fite, I saw Daedelus, and I saw Todd Terje.

Laneway festival is a disaster, and Melbourne needs a real city festival. People putting it on were really dumb and decided to put Girl Talk on the 2nd smallest stage and caused a riot. Gooooooood job dickheads.

Work is going really well and they might sponsor me for a Visa. Here we go...

Anyways, that's all I really have to update on. Oh and my list of pet peeves, which I have found out mostly happen in the bathroom. Let's start this.
#1 - WHO THE FUCK DOESN'T DRY THEIR FEET BEFORE LEAVING THE SHOWER. I don't know how many times I have walked into the bathroom and the entire floor is wet because someone just hopped out and thought they would mop the floor with their feet. Leave that to japanese babies.
#2 - HANG UP YOUR TOWEL. I used to flip my lid at Stacey for this. It's so easy to just hang it up and when you leave it in a damp pile in the floor, well that does whole lotta good for no one. The good news is that Stacey changed this habit when she lived with me, so luckily there is hope for the rest of you.
#3 - CLOSE YOUR MOUTH WITH THE TOOTHBRUSH. Really. Try it sometime, you CAN still move the thing across your teeth, promise. Why do I hate it so much? Because there is toothpaste all over every surface near the sink, and on the mirror, and all because you sit there with your mouth hangin' open so you can manuever and get all the angles right. Stop it.

Okay that was probably really boring to read, but I thought it was weird that all those things happen in the bathroom and all of them make me angry angry angrrrry.

Song of the week? The Shout Out Louds - Impossible (Possible Remake by Studio).