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The Last Saturday in September... [30 Sep 2006|08:33am]
Go West Coast! It's been 12 long years waiting for the flag to head west again. Just a few more hours...
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

leaving the ones you love behind [26 Aug 2006|11:00am]
I guess I haven't really posted much since my band has been a real band. Well we are now, tonight we're playing our third show (admittedly a house show, but whatever. it's more hc that way, right?). I'm nervous.

It's still too early in the day to post a proper entry, so here's a link to a crappy demo of our 7th or 8th best song, instead.
Hollow Words Will Burn @ purevolume
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

i'll be buried soon beneath the sand with pure intentions. [25 Aug 2006|02:03pm]
[ mood | i promise you my heart, ]

I've been listening to AFI's decemberunderground a lot the last few days, and I don't care how mainstream it is or how much the radio has killed Miss Murder because it was already the weakest song on the record.

I like this record because it's emotional enough and melodramatic enough to make me feel ok about how emotional and melodramatic I am a lot of the time.

A lot of shit is hanging in the balance right now. I don't *really* have a job, just a lot of debts and bills to pay and a vague promise from Kevin to give me money for digging holes as long as the weather allows for such endeavours. I don't really want a proper job right now but it's starting to look like the only option. Mostly I just don't want to have to be friendly to a bunch of new people. Working with Kevin is good because he doesn't like to talk, and you sure can get a lot of thinking done with a shovel in your hand.

I miss feeling loved.

1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

this is love, make it hurt [17 May 2006|07:58pm]
Nothing has changed for a while. Forever, it seems like.

Still hung up on a girl.
Still stressed out at work.
Still bored of life.

I'm trying to be better. Nights like this, I feel hopeless.
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

[07 Mar 2006|10:08am]
I guess blogging doesn't really fit at the moment.  I still read every day, and love hearing what's happening in your lives.  I just don't really feel like I can fit my life in here anymore. I'm writing this not as a farewell, but as an apology.

In other news, I booked my flights last night.  I'll be in Melbourne on the 21st - 23rd of March, Sydney 23rd-26th, and then in Brisbane/Gold Coast 26th - 28th.  Cool.
6 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

running along behind that bandwagon [15 Feb 2006|02:12am]
[ mood | tired ]


do it. please.

and because i can take it; the negative aspects too

come sista resist!

what made you so scared? [11 Feb 2006|04:45am]
tired hungry excited nervous anxious awake alive blessed ashamed creative thankful

my life makes less and less sense to me

i have a 'date'
how weird
and rad

getting too fat
no more eating

today i got a text message from jessica brandow

tomorrow i am writing with nathan and chris

life life life life life

miserable up here without you [01 Feb 2006|02:58am]
So there's not much going on.  Working, hanging out with various Bunbury people, sleeping a little.  Coheed tickets arrived today!
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

And now there's no wonder, no shelter from shame. [25 Jan 2006|10:36am]
What to tell?

Coheed & Cambria are touring Australia.  East-coast only, so Andrew and I are hopping on a plane.  Hopefully I'll buy tickets tomorrow.

I'm hungry.  There's no food in the fridge.  Work in 4 hours, guess I'll eat then.

I need a new job.  Who wants to work all weekend and not see their friends? Not me.

Work is pretty depressing right now - one of the full-time restaurant staff, Sam, died on Saturday evening.  She was only 19. Pretty horrible.
3 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

[16 Jan 2006|05:12pm]
Matt says:
Matt says:
   i saw the World's Longest Game of Pool is now famous
Matt says:
   on myspace, no less
Chris says:
   what better way to get it a cult following?
Matt says:
   write a song about it?
Chris says:
   haha true
Matt says:
   and compare the length of the game to the length of the movie braveheart
Matt says:
   which depicts the Scottish fight for independence in near real-time
Chris says:
   it could be some power metal epic
Matt says:
   could write a whole concept record about the ups and downs of that game
Chris says:
   exactly it would be like iced earth's last album which i think was about the american revolution
Chris says:
   good apollo, i'm sinking bigs 4 or something along those lines
Matt says:
3 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

We are never right, we are forever wrong. [10 Jan 2006|01:05pm]
Commenting on four-year-old entries is beyond pointless.
3 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

this is what it's like to be alone, this is what it's like to be alone [03 Jan 2006|10:57pm]
[ mood | the horror, ]

I blame myself.  Laura is still totally hung up on her ex, and besides she's way too good for me.  What was I thinking?

Girls are way too hard.  Tomorrow I'm working on songs with Nath, that should be easier.  I'm online in my new house now, living with Andrew.  It's nice.  He's a good fella.


2 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

No Easter this year - they found the body. [26 Dec 2005|12:02am]
Worst Christmas ever.
6 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

i'll be coming home next year [22 Dec 2005|11:41am]
Andrew and I got a house, we move in on 31/12 (as opposed to 12/31, which doesn't exist).  Everyone better come and visit us.

In other news, I still suck at having feelings for girls who are NEVER EVER going to feel the same way about me.  You probably guessed that.
3 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

Summer is gone, and winter is never too far [13 Dec 2005|11:00am]
[ mood | Falling apart. ]

Things that are awesome:
  *New music, so much new music
  *Hanging with Roo
  *New friends, old friends

Things that are shit:
  *Unexplained chest pain
  *A lack of money
  *Mood swings
  *Shit skin
  *Being a fat cunt.

4 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

I only want sympathy // in the form of you crawling into bed with me [12 Dec 2005|08:54pm]
[ mood | recumbent ]

Sometimes you hurt people, with the things you say or don't say.  Sometimes, though, you just have to ignore that shit and say what you want.  That time was last night.

I don't hate Jess.  Or Mike, really.  I just feel betrayed, and after trying to be good about it at first I felt like it was too late to get mad.  Turns out I was wrong.

In other news, the amount of new music I'm getting into at the moment is ridiculous.  I bought 9 CDs this week, and the 5 I am actually in posession of are brilliant.

4 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

Your actions have consequences (and these are them) [12 Dec 2005|01:39am]
[ mood | angry ]

I'll be your friend in Hell,
Until then I despise you.  (And I probably always will)
I can't afford to make another mistake like this
And this is more than I can take.
I don't mean to leave angry
but this is by your own device
And I'm sure this comes as no surprise.

1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

i'm a halfwit boy [06 Dec 2005|07:05pm]
Today Andrew and I found out we didn't get the house we applied for.  Damn

Robyn came over, it was great to see her.  Sometimes I forget how amazing she is.

There was a really hot girl at Big W.

I'm kinda down.
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

[29 Nov 2005|05:41pm]
If Jess and I still loved each other, we may have been flying over the Indian Ocean right now.
1 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

Can I lay in your bed all day? [25 Nov 2005|09:24pm]
I'm so unbelievably bored.  And it's not like there's nothing to do, it's just that the things I want to do, I can't.  The amount of time I've spent online lately is ridiculous.  I wish someone was online, right now.  Someone wonderful.  More than that, I wish someone wonderful was actually here with me.

As I've said to a couple of you, I've never been so single in my life.  I've never felt like there's no-one out there for me, like maybe I'll be alone forever.  There are no flirty messages, no late-night IM conversations, no nothing.  My real-world encounters are limited almost entirely to Andrew, Nath, and Trav.  Jess is the only girl who bothers to call me or even reply to my messages.  I'd really like to meet someone.

Every day I get up, shower, shave, get dressed, and then I wonder why I bothered.  Who cares what I look/smell like?

Or maybe I'm just a whinging fuckwit.  Who knows?

Pop-punk is the flavour of the month.  Fall Out Boy, The Starting Line, My Chemical Romance, Motion City Soundtrack, The Matches.  Maybe it's because, after a month or two of hardcore and metal, I needed some melody.  Maybe it's because the songs are about girls.
4 sailors blood on tha deck|come sista resist!

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