rambling after one beer. whoot!

i am eating pizza. i forgot to ask for no olives.

my pizza has both vegan salami and vegan bacon on it. this is baffling and yummy. i love salami. i havent eaten anything resembling salami in a Very long time.

i ran into Claire again today! she is always so much fun to chat to... and i met my aparent doppleganger.

just spent a few hours catching up on my messageboard. i have missed my people very very super much.

oh god. i just found $12 silk at colourmart. laceweight. i think i am going to have a yarngasm. oh god. yes. yes! yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i n e e d it. i haven't bought yarn in ... fuck. months. and this is so good. so good. oh i need it. it is singing a song about how much i need it. a loud and beautiful song.

busy day at work, people christmas shopping already. discussed knitting with ashley from rialto, and felt excited. i have isshoes.

oh god, silk-lace-weight-goodness. it is friends with my cashmire goodness. i need more, for shawls. i wanna make more shawls. i need silk.

ok. goodbye yarn diet. hello laceweight dark greek silk! i claim this is because i just reached post number 1111 on my board. hehehehe.

i am working on Priorising my books right now... so i know what i want to get next and so forth.

christmas soon. eep.

oh, and wynnum person!!! who are you? reveal yourself! mysterious wynnum reader, i am curious about you. you seem to enjoy my blog. i want to know who you are!

beer and pizza

it's only $15. i want beer. i Like beer. and i like pizza. and its tomorrows lunch.

and i amtired and hardly feel like cooking,
oh! this is GOOD beer. and it's canned as well. good canned beer... so strange. so alien.
paddingtons pub ale. mental note.

i cannot believe there was a time where i hated beer. in retrospect, i feel confused by that, due to my passion for beer that i feel now. i genuinely love it. the taste, the texture, the way it's cold and nice and make-not-thirsty. it's not lowbrow alcohol. it's lovely and good. like a big cuddle. oh i love beer.

see, that is something else i learnt in NY. beer is good. i learnt this lesson in a nightclub that eerily resembled a mosque. it had lots of tiles. we refered to it as the morrocan nightclub.

i got a little drunk. but. i had beer and i Liked it. heaps! after hating it up until that point.
oh beer.

alllrighty! dream job application is IN and READY to GO. not quite dream job, ok. job working in the queensland art gallery, as one of those people who wander around a lot... it's a large pay increase, and full time. which is the main thing, in my new, library aiming, because i need Money to study part time, when it;s not just thesis writing. it appears i don't even need to answer the selection criterea until the interview.

i am helping the hangover from hell with a friendly little creatures beer.

an old friend ofmine is also in the cafe. for a long story, we don't talk any more.

and my dear SP, i don't Really wear black all the time, *grins* ... i am a recovered ansty teenager who Use to wear almost all black. i am now a woman with too many clothes, in every imaginable colour. that is what is so fun,... i can, and do, change my appearance so rapidly it confuses people. one day, i can look like a goth angel, the next, i'll be wearing a sixties dress with bright blue checks. then old blue jeans and a ratty american aparel singlet, then a morrissey shirt with skirt. i just have a lot of black skirts with a lot of lace, and a lot of old, hungover goth clothing... don't worry, dear SP, i am not a crazy little gothlet any more...

(the background is all black because i haven't had time to make it purdy....)

i am looking forward to my cheap tacos again. even though it is not as cold as i would like, i am having a happy-brisbane-is-my-friend day. even if i am in the midst of a job crisis due to my useless degree.

ah well. a few more years, and i will have a reasonably useful postgraduate qualification....

good afternoon! it is valentines day! oh yay! erm... i have had a coctail. and a beer... yay! i like beer! my beer tasted like whiskey. it is hard to type sometimes. like now. guess who bought new yarn???

*looks around... who knows? does anyone know??*

erm. i did. it was so perrrretty thought. i love my hard. yarhn. yarn. you know what i mean.

god, this keyboard seems so small and confusing when combined with beer. i still love my mac though.

in my dream last night, there was a big snake under the floorboards. it was going to eat the cat. i was holding the cat. i am not sure what the cat was doing at my cousins house. there was a rattlesnake there, that turned into a "crusher" snake. god only knows what that is. then, there was a war. i am not sure the cat had anything to do with it, but that is always a possibility. the world is a mysterious place, kids. very mysterious.

woooopooooth! i like beer! i want more beer. i need to go to the bathroom. i should not write drunk journal entries! i am going to have a goth club at noogies place tonight! yay! lots of wolfsheim. i don;t know why i bought that cd. it is crappy. as crappy as a big poo! heheheheheh. it doesn't get crappier than that. *elizabeth is so funny it hurts sometimes.*

i want to watch my new ani difranco dvd. my noogie gave me a lesbian themed valentines day gifty. yay! go ani!

why is my typing so good when i am drunk? i don't get that? i guess it is like slurring words, or something.

yay! sigur ros! yay! april! yay! noogies show! yay! yay!

so much exitement.

yaya!y

yes.