salmon, and animal collective

yeah. i forgot. bah.

and obviously, internet detox consists of me going "wheee! three bars! almost full wireless access! why? who cares! must... use... free... wireless...."

but, i am using it to download as many free japanese lessons as possible. it is incredible how much i remember from school - i learnt japanese from years 5-8 in the terrible, incompetent schooling manner, so i recognise a lot of hiragana, and a few kanji, but did most of the lessons with romanji, which is pretty useless because that ain't going to teach you how to read the kana and the kanji. so yeah. i have charts, i am trying to memorise them, and i am not going to give into the desire to buy a book, because i am saving money.

put photos in for developement. i am guessing they are going to be balls-up shit because of the fact i had forgotten that i needed to adjust the shutter speed - i had, indeed, forgotten that there was such a thing as shutter speed. i remembered to set the film speed, and the apiture, but well... i didn't remember. it has been a long time since i used an SLR..... so yes. interesting photos. i am curious to see what sort of shots the camera takes. tomorrow begins also the barganing and begging for r's camera. whoot! canon... delicious old canon with flash and big lense. arghdrooooool.

making my own chart. knitting stuffed animals. resisting urge to buy things. boop.

and, i forgot. animal collective on friday night ...

missed first act. were catching dinner and jane. and had seen it before. interesting artist, but not really my kind of music.
second support
lost domain
inspired feelings of boredom and amusement in me. i mean, maybe they are good, and i am missing the point. but the cover of a 'sun ra' song was so long, and tedious that i ended up insisting on playing
i spy
with lachlan. as we did until the lead up to the main act. i like i spy, a lot. and i headbutted dave, janes buddy, which was fun.
it was long, and dragging, and heavy and there would be these moments, where yeah, something interesting came together.... largely though, i felt i was missing the point.

animal collective would have been incredible if i was not a neurotic pain in the arse prone to goddamn panic attacks and ptsd. i really irritate the hell out of myself. they built this amazing, pulsing sound, that throbbed the room and was almost physically heavy. there was a wild, anarchistic madness to it, and a lovely feeling of control. then, that heavy atmosphere reminded me and triggered of a jolly almost-anxiety-attack, narrowly averted by going to sit out of the crowd. and then i ran into the delightyful emily and v and pheobe and ... phoebe's friend whose name i had forgotton. and mark, who was deeply drunk and frollocking.

i have also decided i will no longer drink when going out. i am happy to drink when i am eating, or at home, but if i am going out to see a band, if i want a drink i will have spirits, or something. no drinking anything that will get me drunk.



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i am worried about my big sister.