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Tribute.


Godamn, it's been aaages since I've done a journal. Is anybody even on Deviantart anymore? I'm not.
I just sign on to clear my messages and reasure my ADD nowadays.


Well, whats been up in my life in the last four months.
Lots, and a whole lot of nothing.

Got a job. The kids are okay.
But godamn, kids have so many germs. Purell is like gold dust, where I work.
I havent got a cold, yet. But soon enough I will. Mathematical certainty.

Um, oh. This year I have ticked off 2 of the 3 live acts I've always wanted to see (Jack Johnson/Matt Costa and the Foo Fighters). Life complete. Will die relatively happy, if I have to.

And, my most beloved friend and dog died, Emma.
That was hard, really really hard. It was pretty low there for a while, and still is.
I miss that thing like crazy, it's been so lonely without her. She was always my wingman, so it's been crazy lonely without her.

Fuck I miss her.

Kay so wow! I'm about to ball again if I keep talking about that.
Anyhoo, bye.



Go ... catch a chicken, or something.
Bye.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/16337432/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/16337432/ Wed, 09 Jan 2008 22:59:44 PST


Over the past month I have:

Spent well over $300.00 at JB Hi-Fi. Damn you for ... for, being so cheap and Australian.
Why didn't I write this when I had something interesting to say?
Considered selling my soul to Family Guy.
Got sunburnt over two previous burns.
Shaken a fist in anger at the sun and promiscuous clouds.

What else.

Had a very good Christmas and New Years. Spent it doing what I love most in this world. Eating, sleeping and watching DVDs.
Had a great camping trip with the girls. T'was filled with many memorable moments. Infact I've made a list of that too.

Pimping out my car Bob with Boogey Boards on the roof racks. Hardcore, was it not?
The shitfuckfuck shit moments of getting on and off the Sealink boat.
The hours of awesomely bad road trip music (from S club 7 to Jesse McCartney).
The dick-face locals with drive way rage.
Oh, the free plastic table! And ahaha, strapping that onto the roof rack.
The Kitchingman booze cruise.
Reading and re-reading magazines.
Waking up to a child screaming "Stop it, no. Stop it! Nooo." Seriously considered ringing the police.
Dinner at bad restaurants
Drinking absenth. Didn't do shit. I was DISPLEASED. It just tasted like black jellybeans.

Don't like 'em black ones.


I'm off house-sitting for a week, for a family I babysitt for.
Wow. They must trust me, then.
And I have a job interview next week. Hoot.

Thats about it.
Comment for lulz.
I don't care anymore.




]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15672515/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15672515/ Sun, 25 Nov 2007 22:50:02 PST What pointless information can I bore everyone with?

Wow, I think my inner DA journal whore has been cured.
It's down to one a month, now.


Last week at the Nanny Centre until graduation on Thursday
We've been doing self defence for the past four mornings, and it's been very interesting. I don't know how being a nanny would provoke being stabbed or beaten to death, but I guess it will come in handy when I finally snap and burn the children to the ground.

We line up every morning to be strangled by our black belt Karate ass chopin' ninja instructer man.
Serially, if it were me and him in a fight to the death, I'd put my last dollar on him winning. I'd be fuckin' cheerleading for his team and selling his support t-shirts in the stands, I would die very quickly.
This guy is bad arse.


What else?

The Foo Fighters and Jack Johnson are coming to New Zealand
Oh my God, best announcements of the year.
My gig dreams would come true if I got tickets to them.

But damn you Jack for not coming to Auckland because the Vector is not "environmentally friendly" enough. That just means that your Auckland fans will have to fly/car down to wherever your playing, thus creating more carbon footprints ... or something.

We can't kayak everywhere.

I hope Matt Costa supports Jack Johnson, love that man.
And, I'm thinking, road trip or fly down.

But fuck, the Foo's will be fantastic.
Sweet jews for Jesus, awesome.
If I don't get tickets, I'm planning a con that I'm quite sure will work.
All others in desperation say "I".

Fraud for the win!

And, I'm ever so cheerful about the camping trip at the end of the year
So looking forward to it, I do hope it all works out.
Note: I will not be driving everyone to the wine tasting all the time and being sober driver, I would dearly like to be drunk for some of it, at least.




Kay bye.
Fuck your mother.



These people are cool.


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15281592/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15281592/ Tue, 30 Oct 2007 02:08:26 PDT Thought I'd do a wee update for no reason.


It's my birthday in ... well tomorrow is Wednesday, so, if we're counting from then, then one day!

It's same old, same old my friends.
Clevedon fireworks this Friday (2nd) and get together at my house afterwards. Feel free to stay the night and such.
Sophie, your coming. Sarah, I have texted you, Menolly, do you even have the internets?
Marni, you miss out and therefore fail.
I dont know, so. Yeah, I guess.
Meet at my place from 4:30 onwards.


What else?
It's inorganic collection time, kids!
We've done a huge clean out this year, dishwasher, toasters, irons ... a whole bunch of crap.

Why am I telling you this, you ask?
Well, because, I just realised my Dad and I are complete rednecks.

We always have a laugh at the people that go hunting through other peoples shit with their trailers, and with everything we've thrown out this year it should go pretty quickly.
So, it was my evil decision, to cut the power cords to all of the eletrical appliances so people will have NO use for them if they do take them home, while we sit on the couch watching and laughing at these poor bastards with our Rum and Cokes.

I said, "Dad, all we need now is shot guns and straw hats".
He agreed. And then we laughed as a couple realised that their awesome new dishwasher find had a cut powercord, and their hillarious as FUCK reactions.

Cause you can't always get, what you waaaant.

All I have to say is: and and .
That is all.





]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15024368/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/15024368/ Fri, 12 Oct 2007 04:19:35 PDT
I've got a couple of important questions to ask everyone.


One. Who will be hauling ass to the Big Day Out next year?
And two, who wants to geek it up with me at the Armadeggon Expo next week (I'm good for Sunday and Monday, I have to make an appearance at a four year olds birthday party on Saturday ... wait ... uh, why?) and then perhaps hit "The Devil Dared Me To" while we're at it?

So, I dunno.
Lets all be proactive and social.


What else.
It's my BIRTHDAY soon.
I'm thinking, a solid day of paintballing, then a good old celebration of terrorism (fireworks), then a party, then ... I dunno, leave the rest to the Vodka and Rum.

I'm really, really poo pushing for a surfboard, from my olds.
But that will almost certainly not be likely. Ever.

I reject their reality.



Well, that is all.
As you were.







Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14723281/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14723281/ Fri, 21 Sep 2007 02:54:45 PDT Hello you.

Hi.
Um, so kay.


I've come to realise that I Times New Roman 12 bold italic unlderline hate kids.
Good thing I'm studying Early Childcare.

Nothing like royally fucking up an entire future generation.

I just know that if I have kids, I'll get postpartum depression.
Pre self diagnosis is the way to go, kiddies.
I think I shall stick to being selfish and lonely for a few more years.


What else.
Saw Superbad last week with Sophie and Sarah. SUPER awesome movie Guize!
Like, serious.

I love you Judd Apatow and Seth Rogen.

Also saw the All Blacks completely oblierate ... whichever country it was they played. Some countries should really just stick to round balls.



As you can tell by now I made this journal with no intention of saying anything meaningful or worthwhile for you to ponder over.

I guess thats about it.



Big shout out to all my Dad's out there keepin' it real.




Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14435605/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14435605/ Sat, 01 Sep 2007 04:08:11 PDT
How is everyone?

How are YOU!
How are you?


Kay well, I have had an interesting week.


At my course, we've had a fly that just doesn't die, and seems to defy the theory that flies only survive for one day, or something.
Anyhoo, one of the girls got to the point of being so fed up with the fly, that she decided to chase it with her jumper.
She ended up tripping, into a glass window.

At first we all sat there going, "Ah GOOD one ... that poor fly!"
And, "Look what you did to the window, you dick. Nah, are you 'right, man?"
Next thing you know, she panics and realises that her wrist has been cut and its squirting blood.
We all bolted up from our seats and ran to help her, called the ambulance, and tried to make ourselves look busy cleaning up and walking around nervously.

It was surreal and very scary.

And motherfuck, typical me, I found myself giggling at various times.
I dont know why I start laughing at really inappropriate times, but I do. It's almost how I deal with a heavy situation, to laugh.
Obviously I wasn't laughing in her face, I did try to conceal it.


The fly didn't make it.


Last weekend was fun
Marni, Sarah and I had a pretty sweet weekend.
Went to see Eagle vs Shark on Saturday.

And on Sunday we went on the meanest motherfunking Sunday drive imaginable.
Started at McDonalds Manukau, to Orewa, to ... 6 different movie theatres in Auckland and beyond, and to wherever our hearts desired, or whatever street name looked the prettiest at the time.

A big, 16 hour Sunday drive.
When I got home (after screaming myself to keep awake),
Mum asked me where abouts we went.
Dad asked me who payed for the petrol.

Good times guys, good times.

Oh and, Sophie, Sarah, Menolly ... and Marni (if you're in Auckland), these summer holidays were are going to road trip it to Murawai.
We are going to hire surfboards and fukin surf!
I can't take this surf withdrawl anymore.


Well, thats about it.
Happy Fathers day to all my homies out there.







Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14313533/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14313533/ Fri, 24 Aug 2007 03:22:22 PDT
How is everyone?


I thought I'd update you, and myself (for memory preservation and OCD reasons).
The Rotorua Tough guy/gal challenge was last weekend.
My mum and I went all the way down to Rotorua to walk in mud.

Oh my god, the race was so intense.
It was 5k's of trawling through neck deep mud (Not kidding), crawling under barbed wire, climbing massive hills, sliding down massive mud slides ...
And lots of other really sore shit.
Basically army training.
I honestly did not think I would complete it, but we fucking soldiered on.
No training whatsoever. And we came dead last, but we did it.

Guh, this is the time when I wished I had a subscription.
But check out this website for some serious before and after shots.

[link]

Just type in my last name, which is "Kitchingman".
Or my bib number, which was "3023".

We were COVERED in mud from head to toe.
By this point I'd had enough.
It was actualy quite concerning in the mud pool at one point, it was so thick and up to your neck. To walk through it was ... I cant even find an example, walking through the thickest, deepest mud you can imagine.


We came, we saw, we failed pretty badly.
But it was fun



In other news, I've self diagnosed myself with Asperger's Syndrome.
Marni thinks I'm being a hypochondrisomething, but I am sure I have it.


A fun weekend lies ahead with the girlies, should be good.
Lots of driving, lots of random (Random concerns me also, so more lists on my behalf to come, I should expect).
See? Classic sign of Asperger's.



That is all.
Word to your mother.





Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14191495/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14191495/ Thu, 16 Aug 2007 06:37:15 PDT


So I went to see my Pa in the hospital today.

He was up and reading the obituary's in the newspaper.
He seems quite well now.

But isn't making small talk in hospitals awful?
Neither of you want to be there. Your surrounded by moody nurses that have been there for 13 hours, the older patients think you are their family, and the family areas have just the most AWFUL looking plastic flowers?
Ugh, an OCD's nightmare.


And now kiddies, it's quiz time!
Thanks Soph, you didn't have to tag me though, I take the initiative myself these days.

1. Post these rules.
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves.
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts.
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named.
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them that they're tagged.


1) I've never seen my Dad without his moustache. Neither has my Mum, for that matter.
But he's promiced to be rid of it this Christmas! We give him Jim Beam, he takes mo off.

2) The four handbag essential items that I never leave home without are as follows: My wallet, my cellphone, my puffer and my lipgloss.

3) My guilty pleasure movie is "Ever After". I AM NOT ASHAMED.

4) I own the entire series of Sex and the City.

5) I do a killer impression of Gollums voice.

6) I have an obsession with running my hands through my hair, pulling out loose strands and collecting them in a, shall we say Fur Ball fashion.

7) I love cooking and preparing a really fancy meal.

8) I have fainted everytime I've had an injection. I can work myself up to the point of blacking out. THAT is a party trick and a half.



Well, that is all.
Be good to your mother.




Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14156938/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14156938/ Mon, 13 Aug 2007 22:04:12 PDT
How are we all?

Kay so.
My Mum has cornered me into doing a Fun Run.

Running is not "Fun". Nor is it fun.
It's this weekend in Taupo, and it's supposedly a 5km obstacle course through mud and mud.
I have not trained at all.
Let me emphasize "at all" in capital letters. AT ALL.
I only walk to the letter box and to my car. My car does the rest.

I am hoping to complete this "run" mind blowingly drunk.
Because we will no doubt be coming in last.
Sober or drunk.

Oh holy Jesus.

Marni's coming back soon!
I think we should get really, really lost. Like, to the point where we are stressed out.

Anyhow, how is everyone else?



Stole the quiz of Marni.
She's a star.

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
From what I have heard from my parents, my name came from the end credits of an old TV show, and a hurricane that destroyed Darwin.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Let me think … when … I don’t actually remember.

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Yeah I do. I’m pretty pleased with it, yes.

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Chicken.

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Ah, no.


6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
I annoy myself, so no, probably not.
Nah, probably, yeah.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
Sarcasm makes me cry.

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
No, all gone.

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
I have and it was pretty amazing, I’d definitely do it again.

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
I guess Coco Pops was a favorite childhood cereal, but I hands down prefer toast,

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
No, never. No wonder why my shoes don’t last.

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
I’d like to think so.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Favourite? Cookies and cream when I want bits in my ice-cream, and goodie gum drops when I want a nice, smooth ice cream.

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their, face?

15. RED OR PINK?
Red.

16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
My hair, I wish it was dead straight so I could get a wicked arse haircut.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
My high school friends.

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
I’m wearing blue jeans and au natural feet.

20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Mum’s roast! God it was good.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
Matt Costa on iTunes

22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
I’d be … red.

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
I like … the smell of … a good aftershave. That does the trick!

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Hah! I picked up the phone this morning, it went pretty terribly.
I shall manuscript.

Me: Hello?
Voice: Hi it’s Ron here.
*Long pause –normally people ask who they want to speak to here*
Me: Uh, hi.
Voice: Hi.
Me: Who do you want?
Voice: Oh, Yvonne please.

HENCE why I hate phones.

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU?
I wasn’t tagged by anyone, but I stole this off Marni. I like her!

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
Rugby and the All Blacks. And rally.

27. HAIR COLOR?
Dark brunette, most would say almost black, but I defy that.

28. EYE COLOR?
Kind of … blue slash grey.

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Nope.

30. FAVORITE FOOD?
Kumara, hands down.

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Both! But I do adore happy endings. God, I’ve become such a sap.

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
At the movies it was The Simpson's.
On DVD, I watched “Almost Famous” last night.


33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
I’m wearing a blue jumper?

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
I like both. Winter because I can become really lazy and it’s widely accepted, and summer because of the beach.

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
Both.

36. FAVORITE DESSERT?
Ice cream and … chocolate pie? I don’t know, what mum makes.

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
I’m reading WHO.

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
A bit of dust, some toast crumbs ...

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?
Uh, I flicked between BBC, C4, Juice TV and David Letterman.

42. FAVORITE SOUND?
Home time.

43. ROLLING STONES OR B... ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14053775/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/14053775/ Tue, 07 Aug 2007 03:26:39 PDT
How is everyone?




Kay so, I have 15 minutes to write a witty and satirical journal for you all.
I've decided this, due to my over zealous OCD and desire to now divide my entire life into units.


I've had the weirdest week.

My Pa had a heart attack earlier this week.
Well, "heart flutters" to be precise.
And then he gets pneumonia on one lung.
And finally, gall bladder stones.

I was really starting to become a cynical fuck when the pneumonia came up, cause that what normally tops old people off.
How dare he get old, I didnt tell him he could do that.

My Pa has lived the life I wish to lead in my older age.
Eating biscuits, drinking rum and zero units of excersize.
But this is just giving the community for future applicants a terribly bad name.

He should be relatively fine, though. Fingers crossed.
It's hard seeing your Pa in a hospital bed, pretty helpless and out numbered by his 3 daughters.
I've nominated and awarded myself the selfless task of being his publicist.
My client refuses to give statements at such a time, thankyou very much.



Also, today, I spun out in my car.
I was driving home from my placement and went through 3 very heavy hail storms, like heavy as in, I could barely hear myself scream or see the road.
I was literally doing 25k's in a 100 kmh zone in my car, it was that bad. The road was like ice.
And I just lost it on the road, basically did a complete 360, and tried to aim for the nearest driveway as I slid.
My God it was like a video game. It was very scary.
UnBELIEVABLY lucky there was no on-coming cars. Wouldnt have been pretty.

There was a car behind me, who was keeping it's distance, but as I was skidding basically overtook me. Motherfuck!

It's so scary when you feel the wheels completely lock beneath you and you have NO control. So, so lucky there was a large gravel driveway to spin into. The gravel gave me a bit of tread.
Fuck me, it was scary.

Cant imagine what people in the Northern Hemisphere would think of my little drama.
Maybe I should install some spikes on my wheels ... or something.



Well, that is all!
As you were.

Now get off my lawn.






Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13777131/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13777131/ Thu, 19 Jul 2007 20:34:52 PDT
CAPITAL letters FUCK.


I'm already going to hell, so the above blasphemies' are okay.
I've just done something really, really bad.

ShitfuckmotherfuckcuntwhoreshitSHIT.


I was driving my Dad's 4WD drive into the garage tonight, and sitting infront of Dad's parking spot is our dinghy.

Our inflatable dinghy.

I went too far ahead, and it popped.
Well, it didn't POP ... it just deflated.
I sat there, in the car, completely wide eyed, with the boat infront of me fucking sinking before my eyes.

The whole thing, is just a big floppy mass of plastic.

Not even a true Emo could have stabbed that dinghy as bad as it is fucked up right now.

Holy mother of God.
I'm going to die.
Honestly, Dad's going to kill me.

I'm seriously shaking like crazy right now.
This is bad.

I just want to willingly pour acid all over myself right now.

FUCK.

FUCK!

Fuck.



SHITFUCKMOTHERFUCKCUNTWHORESHITSHIT!



Goodbye, world.



---THIS IS THE EDIT---

Dad? Fine.
After 12 hours of stress, guilt and freaking out, Dad informs me ... the dinghy has always had holes. It constantly goes flat. I just ... hurried the process.

AND.
Yesterday morning, I was upstaged in my "I've-just-fucked-fail-fail" theme.
Mum managed to back into Markies car, and with the tow bar she managed to split his number plate in half, and snapped the radiator.

Good times!

Life is good.

Sarah, keep your grubby hands off my DVD player and Ukulele.


---END EDIT---

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13691103/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13691103/ Wed, 11 Jul 2007 04:09:37 PDT
How is everyone?

Here's another pointless journal.
Pointless can be good.


So, two weeks ago I wanted to throw myself off the Clevedon bridge with bricks in my pockets.
There's nothing higher in Clevedon so I couldn't get any more over-dramatic than that, unfortunately.
It was a series of really, really unfortunate events, really.
I shall begin.

Emo one:
I got conjuncta ... conjunta ... conjunctivitus. In my eyes.
It hurt so bad. They were bleeding puss. My eyes were like little slits in my face.
I wish I had taken a picture.
It's like, you know Scary Movie, right? And you know those stoned Scream masks? I looked like that.
Except I wasn't happy. And I wasn't high.
Dont do drugs.
And so that lasted for the whole weekend.

And because I'm such a wussy sick person ... Mum decided to do a "pity-room-clean-for-cripple".

--My deviations have been lacking on DA lately. And I had started a drawing which I had left on top, very obviously, on my DVD player--
Mum decided, while doing her cripple clean, to throw it out.
I almost died.

I actually cried.
So my eyes were like ... crying puss and tears ... searching for this piece of paper.
Mum had insisted she hadnt touched it, but she found it the next morning in the rubbish bin outside, crumpled with bits of brocolli and gunk and ...

Put it this way. Not even God himself could have douched that piece of paper better.

It's okay now, but Christ, the pure blackmail I have against mum now is fantastic.


What else.
Sarah and I went to a pretty awesome Waiuku party last Friday.
They had sweet drinking games. Alot of cute and funny stuff happened on Sarah's behalf, but I'll be in trouble if I carry on with that.
Ask her
Anyhoo that was fun going there and back again.
Almost had a crash!
We were about to turn into a main road ... and just as I was about to go, I notice this black shadow of a car coming towards us, with NO HEADLIGHTS ON. And it was DARK.
Shit, if I had of gone ... it wouldnt have been pretty.
I was allowed road rage, that time.
It feels good to just slam your hand on the horn and let it rip.

Waiuku. Hick town. And I thought Clevedon was all KKK.

Sarah: "Where the fuck are we?"
Quote of the night.

Managed to get lost a fair bit. But it was fun


And OH MY GOD ... Theres a Lord of the Rings chess set
I must buy it!
And I fucken hate chess!


Well. Thats about it from me.
How are you?


Kill dolphins and have sex with Germans.
Goodnight.







Clubs

~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13359361/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13359361/ Fri, 15 Jun 2007 17:33:35 PDT
Wow. So much for me being a Journal whore like in my younger Deviant Art days.
It's down to almost one a month now.


Anyhoo.

I want to harass you all willingly.

Reply to this journal entry and ...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.


Life is going swimmingly.
The Matt Costa CD I ordered at Sounds has come in.
And I'm buying a new cell phone tomorrow.
One more week left at my dull placement.
And movies tomorrow night with Sophie and Scott.

All in all

Hope everyone is well.
Today is a good day.


Run with knives.
And fuck your mother.





Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13018197/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/13018197/ Sat, 19 May 2007 20:43:43 PDT
My Mum has recently discovered the joys of illegal downloading.
Infact she's probably just discovered what the hell a video clip is.
She's updates me regularly with Linkin Parks new video and how much she likes that “Killers bones video”, and “that video with that Chinese kid with the map of the world on his face”.
I didn’t think it would be this difficult to teach her about the evolution of Emo.
She just doesn’t understand that we say No to emo.
Just like we say No to strangers, kiddy fiddlers and murderers
We don’t go there.

Well, Mum still likes Donny Osmond so I guess anything’s a given with her.

Hopefully this is just a phase.
I should really do an “Emo Help Centre” for parents and a 12 easy step program.

“Hi, I’m such and such and I have no idea what an Emo is.”

I feel like I’m loosing my youth music identity.
This must be put to an end.


Anyhow, course is going good.
My job is going fine.


I have a new goal for myself.
I am going to buy my own surfboard and become a surfing God.
A longboarding surfing God.
I figured that if I cant stop thinking about it from Hawaii from like, 5 months ago, then it will be a good investment.
I've huffed and I've puffed at Maraetai but no waves will come.
So I'm on the lookout for second hand, good quality board.
Trademe Yay.


And I’m also currently super excited about the Egyptian exhibition the Auckland Museum has put on, and am hoping to geek it up this weekend.
Fuck I love museum’s.
Sophie, this is gonna kick ass.

And I even know how to get there!
Mildly.

Right, well I have to finish 13 essays that were due on Friday.

Peace out.
Holler.



And remember kiddies, run with scissors.




These people make lovely lampshades of your body parts, yes.
Visit my friends.




Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12820889/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12820889/ Wed, 02 May 2007 20:02:02 PDT
So, how’s things?
Good? Good. I’m good.

Update!

The Red Hot Chili Peppers show was fanfuckingtastic.
John Frusciante is the sex.

Managed to smuggle my camera in and take some photos.
I’m getting good at smuggling cameras into venues now.
The Rolling Stones, U2, Rodger Waters, Chili’s …
Shameless concert-name-dropping, there.

“Do you have any illicit or illegal items in your bag, mam?”
“Uh, no”
“Right, go on through.”

Yay secret pockets
It was great having bags though, because Sarah and I were literally first through the venue.

So I’ve actually managed to put some dark-dark pencil to paper lately and draw something.
I haven’t done anything in over a year, so this should be interesting.
Actually the above was a lie, I’m thinking about drawing something.
I’ll get there.
Don’t you worry.

I’ve just finished reading Scar Tissue by Anthony Kiedis.
I recommend that book to everyone.
There’s a little void in my life now, because I don’t have that book to come home to and read for hours.
Every time I find a good book I can’t put down, I always feel a little down when it’s finished. Oh well, I shall read it again.

Stupid thing’s I’ve heard this week.

“What are you listening to?”
“Amy Winehouse, a new CD I brought today.”
“Oh, I thought it was My Chemical Romance.”

“Who are you listening to?”
“Nirvana.”
“Oh, are they a new band?”


Well, that is all.
Back in class next week yay, I’m so over this home practicum I’m on.





And remember kiddies, nature is a whore.






Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12559875/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12559875/ Wed, 11 Apr 2007 21:06:06 PDT
Happy belated easter friends, well wishers and distant relations twice removed.
Hope everyone has a nice holiday.

God my feet are cold.


1)Full name: Tracey Ann.
2) Male/Female: Female
3) Were you named after anyone?: I was named after a hurricane that destroyed Darwin, Australia, as it were.
4) Does your name mean anything?: Don’t think so, I’ll have to Google it. It means “warlike, fierce.”
5) Nickname(s): Trace, T2.
6) What do you think you look like... name wise: Name wise? Uh?
7) Date of birth: 1st of November, 1987
8) Place of birth and current location: Born in Auckland, still in Auckland.
9) Nationality: New Zealander.
10) Astrology sign: Scorpio
11) Chinese astrology sign: Uh, I dunno … probably an ass?
12) Religion: I’m not particularly religious at all. Nuh, I believe what happens, happens. I’m going to hell though. That’s what mum keeps saying.
13) What's your favorite smell?: Strawberry and chocolate. I can’t stand citrus stuff, too sweet for me. And Gucci -Envy Me, awesome.
14) Political Position?: A bit of everything. May common sense prevail.
15) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?: A gulp of coke and water.
16) Hair + eye color: Kind of, dark auburn. And blue eyes.
17) Do you look like anyone famous?: I wish.
18) What do you look like?: What do I look like? Hopefully like one should.
19) Any unusual talents?: I can catch mozzies mid flight with one hand. It’s a great party trick.
20) Righty, lefty, or ambidextrous?: Right handed.
21) Gay, straight, bi, or other?: Straight
22) What do you do for a living?: I’m a part time nanny and babysitter, and I’m a student. I think.
23) What do you do for fun?: Watch DVDs, listen to music, go on the internet, read magazines, go to concerts. Go out with mates, basically.
24) What are your favorite art materials to work with?: Dark, DARK pencils. Although I haven’t drawn ANYTHING in like, years.
25) What kind of materials would you like to work with?: Pencils that you never have to sharpen and rubbers that don’t ruin everything. Oh and a brain.
26) Have you met your grandparents?: Yeah! All of them, and I love them to bits. My nana Todd died a few years back though.
27) Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Not currently.
28) Crush: Nah.
29) What celebrity would you date if you could?: This calls for pencil and paper, and will take a while.
30) Current worries?: Um, nothing at the moment. Life’s pretty sweet. I’m an optimist and eternally believe that everything works out in the end, no matter how bad.
31) Favorite online guy/girl(s): All my buddies.
32) Favorite place to be: At a good surf beach. And being with my cousins.
33) Least favorite place to be?: Surrounded by phones.
34) Do you burn or tan?: I … I’m sun smart god damnit! I try my best to stay white and nerdy.
35) Ever break a bone?: My arm when I was little, I was PUSHED off a slide.
36) What is your favorite cereal?: Ugh, haven’t eaten cereal in years. It’s toast and peanut butter for me.
37) Person you cry with: I don’t have a particular person I pick to cry with. I have my pride, you know.
38) Any sisters: No.
39) Any brothers: One older brother.
40) Any pets: One doggie
41) An illness: Nosey bastards you lot are. I have asthma.
42) A pager: That’s so American. And no.
43) A personal phone line: Uh, no. That’s the LAST thing I could EVER want.
44) A cell phone: Yes I have one. Piece of crap though, I want a flippie one.
45) A visible birthmark: One on my right forearm. It’s in the shape of a star, which amuses me, somewhat.
46) A pool or hot tub: Pool! If it’s long enough to do laps in then I’m all for it.
47) A car: I have one with speakers and a stereo and a horn.

Describe your...
48) Personality: Pretty easy going, it takes a lot to get me angry.
49) Driving: I’m fucking awesome.
50) Your clothing style: Whatever is clean on the floor. Giant t-shirts and jeans. Fresh undies are a plus.
51) Room: My favorite place in the world.
52) What’s missing: Describe what's missing? A social life, I guess. But I’m going out with Sophie and hopefully Olwyn tonight! So that’s okay!
53) School: Love my course, good mates there too.
54) Bed: The most beautiful thing in the world.
55) Relationship with your parent(s): Me and Mum can talk about anything. With Dad it’s more of a, “Hi, how was your day, Good? Good. Yeah mine was good. What’d you get up to? Nothing, you? Nah yeah, nothing. Good.”
We bond over Jim Bean, problems with my car and Top Gear.
Nah we’re good.
56) Do you believe in... ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12330576/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12330576/ Mon, 26 Mar 2007 00:33:23 PDT
So, Hello.

Okay. A scenario for you.
Yes, you. And random visitors! Come feel the utmost pity for me.

Ok, so.
An old friend comes to visit me for the day.
I say, "I've got to be out by 4pm, so is it cool if we wrap up by then?"
They say, "Oh yeah, I'll bugger off by 3:30pm, no worries."
I say, "Great, cool."

Thing is, no! It didnt wrap up by 3:30pm, they decided to stay, LONG after I leave, and have a dandy four hour chat with my parents and dinner with them.
Alone, with my parents, WITHOUT me.

Kay so, this is creepy right?
Yes?
Yes it's fucking creepy!

Thats crossing the line. Rule of thumb, you go when I go.
You dont hang with my parents for hours afterwards WITHOUT me.

OUTRAGED.
OOUTFOOKINRAGED.

MY parents. You! Go home.
My parents.

My olds were starting to get really sick of her by then.
They wanted to just fall asleep on the couch and do what old people do.
And they said she talked during the news.
NO-ONE talks during the news at my house.
This is war.


What else.

MARNI MARNI MY CAR'S BEEN PIMPED!
It's got speakers in the back, a brand new stereo ... Yay nannying job that pays me $150.00 for a mere 8 hours of work.
Me and Dad installed them in the weekend.
I can fit bodies in the back of my car, I've found.
That excites me, somewhat.


What else.

Oh yess. I gots a Chili Peppers ticket
Well, it's not in my hands as of now ... But. Yeah.
Thanks Men ... Wait, no ... thankyou to whom this concerns.
Gon' be a sweet night.
Hi Sarah.


What else.
Course is going good.


Thats about it.

I havent cut my hair since 7th form.

Kick balls.


I tagged myself. I'm cool.

1. What is your favourite fruit? You, you can get fruit drinks?
2. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you like your house? It's pretty good, I cant complain. Except I would have not put my brother and my bedrooms next to each other. I can hear things I dont want to think about hearing. OH and being next to the toilet. I have serious issues with this. It fucking echoes in my room like a waterfall, I have to seriously block my ears. So, I give it a six.
3. What is your favourite flavour jelly bean? Oh! Oh! The red ones. AND THE PINK ONES.
4. What does your screensaver look like? It's a photo of all of us at the Big Day Out.
5. Look at something randomly..what is it? My Oscar statue.
6. What are your uncles' names? Okay, we've got Uncle Pat, Uncle Jeff and Uncly Marty. There's probably more twice removed ones, but these are the ones I know.
7. What is your favourite dark drink? Dark drink? Coke.
8. What are you having for dinner? I had marinated steak, vegies and potatoes.
9. Do you like flash games? Nah, I'm from the hood.
10. Do you know what Oden is? Its your Mother inside a computer.
11. What kind of camera do you have? A ... Canon powershot.
12. What food do you hate the most? Spicy food, I just cant hack it. And seafood. Uugh.
13. Do you like Sonic characters? Yeah, when I was THIRTEEN.
14.What is your favourite kind of kitty? Road kill. The under my tyres kitty kind.
Fuck I hate cats.







Clubs
~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12213867/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/12213867/ Sat, 17 Mar 2007 00:55:26 PDT
Happy Saint Patricks day to whom will be celebrating, devouring and hang-overing.
May ye' all have a wonderful night full of Leprechauns and bad accents.

God I had a nice list I had prepared earlier, but it's gone away.
So.

I have three assignments due on Monday.
Guess I should like, start them.

Went to Snow Planet today.
My head really breaks my falls. It's the perfect ABS brake.
I did manage to get a few good run's with my board, but it's so fucking exhausting.
I'm good at skiing, but I look so much cooler with a snow board.
I hate not being GREAT when I try new things for the first time. Hate it.

Fuck lessons, I'm a New Zealander.

I'd rather surf any day, but it was good fun with my cousins.

What else.
Oh I've got a cold.
It's those bloody kids on my observation.
Glad that's over, three weeks was too long.
And I realised that babies are completely annoying.
Give me a kid that can talk any day.
Or mumble something.
Anything besides sour milk vomited on my shirts.

And CoooEeeeeh I got my stereo installed last weekend.
It's so very pretty.
Worth every cent.
Next week comes the speakers.
My student loan wont know what hit it.

Sophie are we still on for next Tuesday to see "Hot Fuzz"?
It looks great man, let me know.
OH and that sheep movie. Well, hells yeah.

Oh and FUCK the Chilli's.
No matter how much I keep telling myself that I wasn't "that" much of a fan, I still didn't get tickets to what is going to be a great show.
Ericson Stadium, you bastards!
Not Vector Arena, you poooooooofters.


Well, that is all.
Have sex with Germans and kick balls.


Visit my mates.
They make lamp shades out of you, yes.




Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11902870/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11902870/ Wed, 21 Feb 2007 00:54:57 PST Afew things to chat about.

I haven't done a journal like this in awhile.
As much as I love quizzes, I just know you want MORE.


So.

I dropped a Vagina the other day.
And a six week old foetus.

Sounds like a train wreck already doesn't it?
My nannying course is going really well besides those two ... things.
God I felt like Steve Carrell in 40 Year Old Virgin, I could have died.

I've got a part time Nannying job already, would you believe.
And only three weeks into the course.
It's only Wednesday and Thursday nights, and $18 bucks an hour.
I KNOW.
And she lives two houses away from me. And I get an all access pass to their rather large 4wd drive.
One of the kids is autistic though, so it's one hell of an experience.

I have some awesome, ridiculously good luck.


What else?
Oh yeah ... The RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS.
God what an hero concert that is going to be.
Man, can't wait.

Now all I need to be complete is Jack Johnson and the Foo's in concert.



And WOW I believe I just went through and survived my first earthquake tremor right here in Clevedon, Auckland.

Lets all make t-shirts.

"I survived a lame earthquake and all I got was this shitty t-shirt".

Or.

"I SURVIVED. Auckland earthquake, 2007."

Kay yeah, enough.



I believe that is all.
Laters G's.


Kick balls and kill Dolphins.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11755651/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11755651/ Sat, 10 Feb 2007 04:43:57 PST "... computer. However, copyright law does not allow you, for example, to ..."
Well thats a funny start, isn't it.
Encarta 99, for you.

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.
Thin air ... mass of nothingness. A big black hole.
How can I possibly entertain you whilst amusing myself with these lame questions?

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Oh! It was my "Waking Ned Devine" DVD. Man I love feel good movies.

4. Without looking, guess what time it is:
1:02am

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
Oh look, 12:58pm. I WAS CLOSE.

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Audioslave on iTunes. Buggies flying around.
You know, I have found I have a knack for catching mozzies mid-air.
Primal, man.

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
When? Like, 5 hours ago.
I was waving goodbye to my Nana and Pa.

8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
I was looking at a Repco pamphlet, I'm fucking going to buy a CD player for my car tomorrow.
I predict more pointless car trips from now on.

9. What are you wearing?
My Hawaii dress.
And my Jarmie silk top over it.

10. Did you dream last night?
Yes I did.
I was lining up in a McDonalds cue, and all of my teeth fell out.
Maybe my subconcious mind is telling me I need to drill out potential cue jumpers teeth?
A reasonable request.
I dont think anyone will disagree with me there.

11. When did you last laugh?
When watching Waking Ned Devine. Ahem.
"Saturday evening, and the world is much the same as at any other point in the history of the world. The planets and stars orbit and spin, and do everything that is expected of them. On earth, as the sun sets, millions prepare for an event that is much less predictable. In 63 countries around the world, dozens of lottery machines spin hundreds of lottery balls. It takes seconds for the winning numbers to be selected... seconds for the losers to realize they've lost. But for the winners, it is an event that will undoubtedly change their lives forever... lucky sods."

I just love this movie, it's so charming.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
What is on the walls? Spider webs, dead bugs ... shadows.
I sound like I'm in a dungeon, dont I?

13. Seen anything weird lately?
Like, how weird are we talking?
Well, today I was man-handled by a jellfish.
We went out on the boat for the day, and I was diving off the top, and when I was in and swimming around I got touched.
No means no you evil sea creatures.

14. What do you think of this quiz?
It's somewhat amusing.
I've had better.

15. What is the last film you saw?
That would have been "The Blood Diamond" when I was America.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
First things first, give money to my olds. Then perhaps to my brother.
Then pay off my stuff ... then like, bank it.

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I cant stand hooking up bait to fishing lines. I just wont do it, that's Dads job.

19. Do you like to dance?
When I've had afew. But it's fun.
I tend to copy everyone else around me, then I start to play air guitar to really inapropriate things.

20. George Bush:
Should have an affair with Condelezza Rice, duet with the Dixie Chicks and then die in a fire.
Man I hope Hillary Clinton gets the presidency the next time around. It's going to be a good run.

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Mistake number four.

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Banana boat.

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?
For fucking sure. Not sure where but I'll get there.

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
"Oh hey, you missed a turn."

25. 4 people who must also do this in THEIR journal:
Anyone who reads this and ... who doesnt not have much else to do.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11582632/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11582632/ Sat, 27 Jan 2007 00:25:12 PST No, I don’t do emo.
2) Do you hate more than 3 people?
You know, now that I try and think about it, I don’t really hate anyone. But tomorrow is a new day.
4) How many houses have you lived in?
Two.
5) Favorite chocolate bar?
God uh, well. Anything Cadbury, really.
6) Have you ever tripped someone?
Che, yeah. Both purposefully and accidentally.
7) Least favorite school subject?
Maths, no question. I can’t take away. Fuck it.
8) How many pairs of shoes do you own?
Uh, about like, 5? My good ones, anyway. This count does not include my extensive jandal collection, off course.
9) Do you own a Britney Spears CD?
It was my brothers and I stole it off him, and still have it. Okay, YES I own a Britney Spears CD. THIS was YEARS ago.
10) Have you ever thrown up in public?
Probably like, when I was a baby. Not lately though, I don’t think.
11) Name one thing that is always on your mind:
Oh um, well uh, always on my mind … things I haven’t done yet.
12) Favourite genre of music?
Rock and roooooll, baby!
13) What's your zodiac sign?
Scorpio, man.
14) What time were you born?
Probably some un-Godly time.
15) Do you like beer?
Yes, yes I do. I like BEER. And SPIRITS.
16) Have you made a prank phone call?
No way man, I fuckin’ hate phones in the first place, I wouldn’t waste my time.
17) What is the most embarrassing CD you own?
Jesus where do I start, B*Witched? S Club 7? Billie? God I hate the 90s.
18) Are you sarcastic?
When I’m around people lower than me.
19) What are your favorite colour(s)?
Red, I guess.
20) How many watches do you own?
Just one now, I cut up the other one.
21) Summer or winter?
Winter mostly, I like being in my duvet the whole day and night. Summer for the long day light hours I guess, BBQs and the beach.
22) Is anyone in love with you?
I know I am.
23) Favorite colour to wear?
Brown mostly, with a splash of colour thrown in.
24) Pepsi or Sprite?
Che, COKE.
26) Where is your second home?
I’d have to say, Kai Iwi Lakes. I’ve been going to that place since I was in the womb.
27) Have you ever slapped someone?
Not like, in a real fight. Like, “God you fucking BITCH”, slap. More like, “Heh, you’re a dick, man”, kind of pitiful slap.
29) How many lamps are in your bedroom?
None. I have light bulbs.
30) How many video games do you own?
God, I don’t know. Like, three I guess. I don’t play games.
31.) First pet you owned?
I had over twelve goldfish when I was younger, they didn’t last long. They didn’t like my water, I guess. My first real pet was a Jack Russell dog called Emma. Nah yeah, I love that dog, she’s my baby.
32) Ever had braces?
No.
33) Do looks matter?
Well, yeah. My friends are so good looking.
34) Do you use chap stick?
Oh everyday. Yay testers!
35) Name 3 teachers from high school:
Mr. Bennett –Man we both gave a lot of shit to each other. Those were fun times.
Mrs. Matthews –Top lady, no doubt.
Mr. Broun –Good guy, saved me from 3K.
36) American Eagle or Abercrombie?
I’m going to have to say American eagle cause that’s where I got my jacket from when I was in America.
37) Are you too forgiving?
Yes. I forgive because I don’t like things dragging on for so long and I hate confrontation, so I like to pretend things are fine. I’m such s fucking wuss.
38) How many children do you want?
Oh uh, you know. Two I guess. Maybe three.
39) Do you own something from Grindstore.com?
Uh, no. That’s a naughty web site, isn’t it?
40) Favorite breakfast meal?
Toast, hands down. With margarine and peanut butter, and perhaps Vegemite for variety.
41) Do you own a gun?
I own a gun key-ring?
42) Ever thought you were in love?
Uh, no.
43) When was the last time you cried?
A few months ago.
44) What did you do last night?
Came home from work, had tee, went on the internet for a while, then went to bed and watched Full House. I need to get out, a lot more.
45) Olive Garden?
Do I have an olive garden? No.
46) Have you ever called your teacher mum?
Under my breath, once. I was glad the class was loud enough that she didn’t hear it.
47) Have you ever been in a castle?
Oh uh, let me think. Oh yes! Actually, no. Probably. Does that ice-cream shop on the way to Rotorua count as a castle?
48) Nicknames?
Trace, Hobbit, Mutch, nOOb … from what Marni greets me with.
50) Ever been to Kentucky?
No, but I like KFC.
52) Are you thinking about somebody right now?
Thinking about somebody? Well yes, if you want to kn... ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11441923/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11441923/ Mon, 15 Jan 2007 00:25:44 PST
Guess I should update my journal.
No, I'm not in Hawaii anymore.
Back home in New Zealand.

You know, I fucking love my country.

I am obssessed with surfing now.
Marni I'm planning a surfie road trip weekend.
That means you, Marni.
Marni.
Maaarni.

Marni I love you.


Um. Looking forward to The Big Day Out on Friday.
I have a very special t-shirt I am going to wear.
It's from Canadia.
It goes, "Cheer up, Emo kid."
With a picture of said emo.
I hope they splatter me with dirty looks. And then cry.


I'm back at my old work, at the pharmacy.
Good to see all my druggies again.
Only for two more weeks.
My orginal bosses are on holiday, so I really enjoy not pretending to work hard infront of them.

I drink milo alot.



Now kill Dolphins.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11325539/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11325539/ Fri, 05 Jan 2007 14:09:11 PST
You are probably getting sick of my Ooh-I'm-Having-So-Much-More-Fun-Than-You-Are travel journals, but this will probably be the last up-date before I'm home again.

I'm currently in Hawaii
Oahu to be exact, about a two minute walk to the great beaches and markets.
Hawaii is so nice.

What have I done so far ...
I've brought a Ukelele and Hawaiian dresses, dash board hulla girls, some scary tribal masks, basically everything I dont need.
I'm going surfing this afternoon, the waves are just super.

Yesterday we had a helicopter flight over the Island, man it was great.
I saw Josh Holloway's house, where the pilot epsiode for LOST was shot, the road in 50 First Dates where Drew Barrymore beat up Rob Schnider(?), all the beautiful mountains, everything.

They have free Polynesian shows on Waikiki beach every night at 6pm, right when the sun goes down.
The weather is pretty hot and humid here, but with a good breeze its pretty comfortable. Even at night, you Do Not need to wear anything warm.
I think today there is about a 60% humidity.

So umm, yeah.
I love Hawaii. I want to come back here allready.

Going home this Sunday, which will be Monday NZ time I guess.

I miss Emma.

Kay so, bye.
Keep safe.


I got lei'd in Hawaii.

Ahoho ho, Oh, yeah.
No really I got you all lei's.

Bye.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11214429/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11214429/ Wed, 27 Dec 2006 18:01:14 PST
Goodness I havent been on in a week and two days.
Thats truely a record.

So update time.
I am currently in Washington, USA.
Saw allllll the monuments one could possible see today. And all the museams are free in this city so I also walked around NASA space museam the Hollocaust museam. And a brand new Spy museam.
I love being a geek. I am so cool.

Washingtons an allright city, pretty dead at night compared to New York.
AND OH New York was GREAT.
Our crap hotel was right across the road from Madison Garden, and two minutes from Times Square.
Its a pretty amazing city, and it does . not . sleep .
I have brought many, many t-shirts.
And the whole series of Full House.
Shops are open, like, all night.
I was shopping at Virgin music store until about 2:30 am, its fantastic. All these beautiful new release DVDs like Jackass and Little Miss Sunshine, I love you America.
You can do anything you want, really.
Hehehehe and we saw Spamalot on Broadway the other night.
Perfect.

Kay so, tomorrow we're off to Intercourse.
I cant wait
I'm going to buy the newspaper and bring it home, frame it, and show it to you all.

And then, Hawaii.
I'm going to cut up Jack Johnson, take him home with me, and make him into a lamp shade.

Well, hope everyone had a nice Christmas and all.
Same with new years too, you have a good one too okay.

Blimin' outrageous.

Bye dudes.

I wonder what the traffic is like in Intercourse.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11096807/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11096807/ Sun, 17 Dec 2006 16:43:35 PST
I am back on the internet.
And its free at this goooorgous hotel we are staying at.
I`m in Montreal, Quebec at the moment. Having come from a five hour train ride from Toronto.
I have to say I liked Toronto, the night life is great there.
Especially the hard rock cafe too, good times.

Kay so, everyone speaks French here. I mean EVeryone.
Shit dammit I wish I payed attention in third form French class now instead of watching Jasons hands being set on fire and other HIllarious things.
I can count to nine, say Hello and Goodbye, and swear quite confidently in French.

Yesterday we did a Niagara Falls tour.
Man it is just amazing.
We actually got to go under the falls, and just the sound and power of all that water is enough to make you go Wow.

But it wasnt what I expected though, for some of it.
I`ll be honest, there is a giant Casino right next to the falls.
Sure makes you feel at one with nature eh.

But they put huge beams of colour on the falls at night time, so it looks so dramatic.

Anyhoo. More shopping tomorrow and so on and so forth.
I`m feeling like a Tracey Hot list and Un-Hot list.

Hot List.

-Meals. They are cheap and huge.
-Shopping. The malls are giant and the prices are cheap. Tracey enjoys this part very much.
-Ice Hockey. It`s pure violence, it`s so awesome.
-Public Transport. It`s so fast ... and punctual!

Un-Hot List.

-GST. It`s added ON to the final price. Very misleading.
-Tipping. You have to tip almost everyone that serves you. It`s a pain in the arse.
-Homeless people. They are almost everwhere you turn in the cities, asking you for money or following you.


Well, thats about it from me.
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and such.
Enjoy it. I sure as hell will.

Oh and I met this very cute guy the other night Yaaaay me.

Kay. BYEÉ

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11044620/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/11044620/ Tue, 12 Dec 2006 20:01:48 PST It is I, Tracey.
Finally on the computer.
Serious withdrawl man, my heart is beating so fast right now ...
Kay stop babbling.

I made it! Im in Canadia.
The flight over was super awesome.
Fuck I love turbulence.
We had our own tv screens with choices of movies, music and games.
I watched Little Miss Sunshine three times and played Who Wants to be A Millionaire for the rest.
Its still hard to believe Im here.
So far its been super great.
Americans and Canadians are friendly people.
They seem to love our accent.
Which I love
And Oh man I've spent more than I should have in the first three days. But thats okay!
Shops are so cheap here.
Im in Vancouver right now, BC.
We are in a seedy part of town man.
XXX stores, Strip clubs you name it ... but its got character, and I love it.
Theres some super cool rock shops here.
I've brought many tshirts.
Today we went up to the snow.
It was a cracker of a day.

Wow Im loving this country.

Shit! Five minutes left.
Kay so, hope all is well.
Enjoy that sun of yours.
Its kinda cold outside, nothing I cant handle being a JAFFA and all. But the shops are so heated that its like, wooo. Dont need jackets in shops man.

Anyway! I gotta go!
Kay bye.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10953165/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10953165/ Mon, 04 Dec 2006 19:39:16 PST
Five more days till blast off now.

But Guess . What .
Mum went and broke her foot.
I know, I know!
Talk about really, really bad timing.

It's not a bad break though.

My own explanation of events goes something like ...
A car is towing another car, right.
And the car infront abruptly speeds off from a stationary position.
So this in-turn, leaves the tow rope to be yanked at the force of it, snapping.
This makes the car behind ... well, it pulls the thing out of its socket.
It broked.

But Mum's okay.
She's my cripple bitch now.
I like taking her everywhere.
Whilst mocking my fiercely independant cripple.
God I'm mean.


It was my last day of work last night.
Like, YAY.
Glad to leave that place.
We had a staff meeting last Saturday morning.
At SEVEN . AYE . EMM .
I know.
But we got to watch Casino Royale.
Before anyone else ^^
I thought Daniel Craig was super awesome as Bond.
I dont know why everyone was giving him shit.
Give the poor guy some slack.
Fuck 'em all, it was good. I enjoyed it.


What else.
Oh I got the Christmas package from The Awesome Hollister yesterday
Super fantastic to see it.
I got Moose Poo, some badges, some Candy from Strangers lollies, and a beer opening thing that makes cheering sounds everytime it touches the bottle.
MAN it's cool, thanks Holly

We should like, make a Deviant club or something, like, spreading the X-mas love.

Your's is allready on the way too, man.
They said it will get there before Christmas.
I hope you like jandals, and beer openers, and Possum poo.
And lollies

I've got an interview tomorrow with the Nanny Centre in Papatoe.
It's a one year course and I really want to do it.
I think it's my calling.
I figured with my love of babysitting, why not do something with it?
I'm determined to travel with it, afterwards.
After I pay back my student loan that is.
Actually, dont students travel to get rid of just that?
Anyways, hopefully some well-off family buys me.
Or work on some exotic cruise ship somewhere.
Mmyeah.


One more thing!
The friendly idiots at Vodafone have informed me that my cell phone will not be compatible in the States or Canada.
This is gonna be bad ...

How the FUCK am I going to tell the time?

So, you know. Try not to text me, because I am so popular and you want to talk to me.
But there is always email! Yes. And DA journals.
So expect updates that way.

My olds will have cellphones, so I can always send the odd text and ...
Why the fuck am I worried about this! No one cares!

Kay so, journal updates it is.


Must go pack.
Stop procrastinating me.



Well, thats about it from me,

KMAN OUT.





Clubs
http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10851601/ Sun, 26 Nov 2006 01:03:43 PST I'm like, totally excited and ecstatic and high school Tracey right now.

This time in two more weeks we will be on the plane going over a very deep and very large ocean. I can't wait, man.

I like to optimistically scare myself. Or ignorantly, if you will.
Lately I've been finding it kind of morbidly exciting to watch movies like "ALIVE" and "Flight 11" and such.
As creepy as that sounds.

I love planes.
And airports too.

I'm determined to get up-graded seats.
Fucking determined.
Like a moth.
Business class here I comes.

Had a fun as arse day with Marni on Friday.
Went and saw Borat and LAUGHED.
Went and brought man socks for the ice-skating rave.
Wasn't open.
Went home and purposefully got lost.
That was fun!
And when one of us was like, "Hey, I've been here before ..." I turned down the nearest street and happily got lost again.
We actually got abit sad when we knew where we were.

Hoping to soon pimp my ride with glitter and glow sticks and TECHNO.


Now onto U2.
Hands down, best live act I've seen all year.
No contest.

Just amazing.
Bono can fucking work a stadium.
And he's funny!

Ahem, quotes.

"I think the Edge just exploded." -Bono.

"This song is dedicated to the memory of my father, "Sometimes you cant make it on your own". I know that if my father were here today, he would say three things to me.
Number one. Take those fucking glasses off.
Number two. If you're going to hit the high notes, you better fucking hit them.
And number three, dont fuck it up." -Bono.

It was just so great to see them live infront of you.
A band you really, really like infront of you.
Man it was cool.




Anyways, BYE!



Kick balls and kill doplhins.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10807318/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10807318/ Wed, 22 Nov 2006 03:45:51 PST You have missed me. And I'm touched.
Truely.

*Pats*

Hi!

I'M MAKING A LIST.



Going up. The Hot list.


Giving two weeks notice.
Pay day.
Eternal optimism.
Jackass Number Two.
Your face.
John Rhys Davies.
Intercourse tours.
Not kidding.
Mianus.
The general store in Mianus.
I joke, I joke.
Suitcases.
Packing.
The nice people at Sounds, Botany.
I buy CDs to talk to someone.
Anyone.
It's not a crime.
No, I love being alone.
It's a joy I highly treasure.
To become a hermit is my old lady goal.
To shoot kids.
Shoot their feet right off.

Man I've got to think of a genuine sickie.
I'm supposed to work Saturday night.
Thats the U2 concert.
Do 19 year olds get wisdom teeth removed?
Or I could play up my asthma.
Yeah, asthma.
I've already used up the Parents/family birthday excuse.
God, phone calls take what ... three minutes?
I literally, havent returned a message on the answer phone I got about 6 days ago because I Hate phones with a capital HAYCH.
I have to write down the predicted conversation of BOTH parties before I even go NEAR to dialing the number.
Thats how far the phobia goes.

Sophie want to play my Mum?

I'm not trying to be funny, in this journal.
I just have nothing else to talk about.



Going down. Un-hot list.


What ... what day is it?

Everybody loves a Carnival.




Kick balls and kill Dolphins.

Visit these people.



Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10566905/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10566905/ Tue, 31 Oct 2006 05:25:34 PST A journal, an update.

Wont . Go . Anywhere .

So hello.

I've had a pretty nifty few weeks, thanks for asking.
I shall begin with last weekend.

Went to Sarah's pad with Menolly.
Saw Shihad, the Mint Chicks and the Tutts, in order of awesomness.
The Mint Chicks lead singer was like a monkey. Crazy like a monkey.
Climbing, dangling, un-choosing lifingly.
Oh and Shihad can work a fucking crowd, man.

You know, there is nothing like the buzz of coming out of a live concert.
Nothing beats it.

I like that high.


The next day was Armageddon.
The people watching was awesome.
It's so uber cool to be in line with Darth Vader and

So, you know how I'd been hanging out to meet Mira Furlan from LOST for weeks?
Well ... I mean I met her and had a photo with her, but man am I dissapointed.
She was nice enough, smiling and laughing politely. But that was about it.
I'd stood next to her and said hello twice before she acknowledged I was there.
She wouldnt even put her arm out for the photo.

Well I guess you can expect that from the French.

John Rhys Davies is my homeboy.
A true gentle man.



And OH look. It's now my 19th birthday.

I'd like to make a shout out to Marni, who listened to my countless birthday -certain people- rants in the wee small hours of the mornings.
Cheers bro.

You are also my home boy.

I know that if you were in Auckland you'd be the first there.



Well. Thats about it.
Kick balls and kill Dolphins.





Clubs



Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10407549/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10407549/ Wed, 18 Oct 2006 03:59:57 PDT
No, you're right.
This one wont go anywhere either.



Some super exciting things are coming up, thanks for asking.

On Friday I'm going to a (potentially free) Shihad concert with Sarah and Menolly.
EEeeeeyay.
And on Saturday, the Armageddon Pulp Culture Expo.
EEEEEE!E!EE!YAY!
And on Sunday me and Talena are going to the movies for free's, yay.


I . Can't . Wait . To . Meet . Mira . Furlan . And . Put . My . Arm . Around . Her . And . Have . My . Photo . With . Her . And . Make . Her . Sign . My . DVD . Set . And . Make . Her . My . Best . Friend . And . Make . Her . Love . Me .

I love you Mira.

My Geek wall of fame shall be complete



It's my birthday in 16 more days.

My date of conception was on or about 8 February 1987 which was a Sunday

I am 227 months old.
I am 989 weeks old.
I am 6,923 days old.
I am 166,156 hours old.
I am 9,969,399 minutes old.
I am 598,163,977 seconds old.

Thank you to Marni for the link to that helpful website.
You'll have to ask her for it, we are currently on ... non-speaking terms.
We are speaking, just over MSN display names.
Noticed?


I love facts.



On to other things.

I'm working on Monday, which is labour day. So that means time and a half pay for me
I love pay.

I actually like work now, too.
I work with a great bunch of people who, like me, will do anything to throw over our tremendously bad management.


U2 Concert coming ever so soon


In two more months I'll be in America


I'm happy.

Now go fuck a goat.


-THIS IS THE EDIT-
Everyone ... friends, I am having a birthday party to celebrate my 19th.
It is on the 3rd of November, which is the Clevedon Fireworks night.
So, if ya'll want to meet up beforehand and then go forth, that will be yay.
Afterwards, a BBQ and quiet drinks at my place.
Should be good. Music, pool and a BBQ.
If you want to stay the night, most welcome.
I will be getting out emails soon, so keep the 3rd free.

Yay.








Clubs

~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10278185/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10278185/ Wed, 04 Oct 2006 03:35:15 PDT An update.
This wont go anywhere.


I go through phases of obssessions.
And currently am obssessed with entering competitions.
Only because we have an endless pit of postal stamps.
Mum get's them from work.
aHEM.
She's Samoan okay?
Can't help that.
Anyway.
Today I received 5 CDs in the mail.
From a magazine I dont remember reading.
In a competition I can't recall entering.

Heeeeeyay.


My birthday is in 25 more days.
I always like this time of the year.
I guess that's how everyone feels around their birthday's.
But with day light savings, and actual sun and real leaves on tree's I always get the heeeeyay feeling.
I'm thinking of having a party.


Big Day Out is going to be worthy next year isn't it.
Awesome to the Killers for coming.


Now, what the fuck is up with all these school shootings in America lately?
Poor Amish girls lined up like convicts and shot dead.
The Amish people least of all deserve that happening to them.

... Hope they didn't die in Intercourse ...

*Slaps hand*


Hey Talena, are you free on Sunday?
Want to do a free movie marathon?
Come be a nerd with me.
Going to work on my day's off.



:TRACEYS THOUGHT OF THE DAY:

The fukin' French.
When Germany invaded them, they lasted a good half hour.
But it's alright bombing Greenpeace hippies on a moored boat in the harbor isn't it.
Adeh ... jeh ... beh COWARDS!

:END THOUGHT:




Visit my friends.
Pick the most appealing icon and go for it.




Clubs




Co-Founder


]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10200343/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10200343/ Wed, 27 Sep 2006 04:57:44 PDT An update.
Ooh goodie I hear you say.

You love it.

Kay.
Anyway.

I have been tagged!
Here goes everything.



How are you feeling today?
By The Way -Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Hmm, yeah okay. That works.

Will you get far in life?
Flash -Queen
I'm going to save the universe, so yeah I will get far in life thankyou very much.

How do your friends see you?
Electrical Storm -U2
Sure okay. This isn't going any where.

Will you get married?
The Simpsons main title theme (Extended version)
Hah! Someone please decide that for me. Ooh, an extended marriage perhaps? Who knows.

What is your best friend's theme song?
Better Together -Jack Johnson.
Not bad, not bad.

What is the story of your life?
Banana Pancakes -Jack Johnson
Great. My life is a banana pancake. Round with lumps in it.

What was high school like?
Lonely Days -Bee Gees
Christ, it wasn't THAT bad.

How can you get ahead in life?
That's Alright -Elvis Presley
I like that, forever an optimist

What is the best thing about your friends?
Learn to fly -Foo Fighters.
Sweet and awesome

What is in store for this weekend?
White Shadows -Coldplay.
I'm not going to die am I?

What song describes you?
You could have it so much better -Franz Ferdinand
Hah! Hur hur ... oh dear.

To describe your grandparents?
Sailing -Rod Stewart
All together now ... aaaawwww.

How is your life going?
Dont Speak -No doubt
Well that about sums it up, doesnt it?

What song will they play at your funeral?
I Still Havent Found What I'm Looking For -U2
Shit, maybe I didnt listen to the above question, "You Could Have It So Much Better" by Franz. Shit. I shall take action.
That's going to bug me now.

How does the world see you?
Into The West -The Lord of The Rings The Return of the King Soundtrack.
Oh ho ho, oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Will you have a happy life?
Rough Justice -The Rolling Stones.
Hmm, guess it's going to be a tough cookie then.

What do your friends really think of you?
Bad Medicine -Bon Jovi
You love me, but you hate me dont you? DONT YOU?

Do people secretly lust after you?
Sad songs (say so much) -Elton John
Uh, well. Maybe not.

How can I make myself happy?
Take it to the Limit -The Eagles
Sounds alright. Take it to the limit, yeah.

What should you do with your life?
Walking on the Moon -The Police
Fine by me, I guess.

Will you ever have children?
Janie's got a gun -Aerosmith
Yay, my childs going to kill my future husband.



Anyway. To other things.

Canada trip is coming closer.
Mum has just about finalised all the details.

One thing.
She has organised for us to stay for afew nights in Philadelphia, in an Amish villiage.
The town is called Intercourse.

I'm . Not . Kidding .

And down the road around the corner is Chastity villiage.
"For visitors of any age, there's plenty to do in Intercourse! Enjoy your visit!"

Like, homg.
This is going to be so COOL!
We get to stay with an Amish family, in a town called Intercourse, eat cheese and wear quilts. Well, hopefully not wear quilts but you get the general idea.
God I cant wait to take photo's of everything. But must be careful with taking photo's though. They dont mind so long as you ask them, but some consider having their photo's taken to be stealing their souls.

I'm petrified of offending them.
I hope they dont hang me.
I hope I dont die in a quilt either.

Good incentive to start saving, uh?
This trip is going to be the weirdest thing to happen in my life.
I hope so.


On other things.
Shift work really messes up your body clock.
So I was wide awake in bed on Tuesday morning listening to the Rock, when a Foo Fighters competition popped up to win tickets to the Sydney acousitc concert.
I was caller number nine
I'm in the draw.
Fuck I hope I win.

Now. Who is willing to spend copious amounts of money on me and spoil me with exotic fruits from distant lands? ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10108379/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/10108379/ Mon, 18 Sep 2006 05:28:18 PDT How art thou?
Eeor?
I'm good.


Currently, I am sitting in my Nana and Pa's house, house sitting for the next three weeks.
All in all, I have one kumera, a tub of peanut butter and a shelf of oatmeal in the pantry.

This pleases me.

I found I absolutely love being alone.
I love coming home from work, putting my feet up, reading my beloved Empire magazine and boiling the shit out of my solo kumera.

I also have enjoyed watching "The Dish" for the eighth time.
But who's counting.
I am.
Because I am so, so alone.

But dont you pity me, no.

For me and my solo kumera, the tub of peanut butter and oatmeal are all doing terrifically well.
I might even bring friends home for them tomorrow.
And I shall EAT them.


Work is fine.
I hate one of my managers.

I would darely like to brick her.
Or sanitize her head in the washer.
That thing is hot, man.
I think I might have no finger prints after I'm finished with this job and that machine.

So I could lead a very successful life of crime.


Hey Talena, wanna go see another free movie on Friday or Sunday?


I had a staff meeting on Saturday morning. At SEVEN AYE EM.
I KNOW, I completely agree with you.
Seven aye em!
Who do they think they are ...
I dont think I've seen a seven aye em since ... many a year ago.
We talked about fire drills.
And a thirty cent pay rise.

Well fuck-a-doodle-doo.



I wish parents smacked their kids more.




Visit my mates.
They are illegal aliens.




Clubs




Co-Founder
]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9937711/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9937711/ Fri, 08 Sep 2006 05:04:09 PDT Listening to: Diesel


Say, how are you?
Good? Good.
I'm good.
Hi.

Right, so. A little date-up.

My job is slowly getting okay-er.
They dont give you training here, so when it gets busy I'm like, "I'm new, please show me mercy."
Some customer people are genuinely nice, others are just BLUGGORKILLYOUMOFO.
I think New Zealander's have forgotton their manners.

So far, I have seen three quarters of Snakes on a Plane. Two thirds of Silent Hill, and a good half of Mrs Partridge. Oh and My Super Ex-Girlfriend like a million and ten times.

There are camera's everywhere in the cinema area, so slacking off is not an option, unfortunately.
Oh and if they spot us having a munch of some popcorn, that's instant dismissal.
The people I work with are good. We all get along good. Which is good.
I've found I seem to attract really un-likely friends.
There's this one Indian Girl, as tall as my big toe, and we seem to have the most weirdest conversations. Everytime I see her it's like, "Hey, have you seen the won-tons tonight? They look sour and odd. You must see them tonight."
I must have some sort of weird-person auora.
And I've found I tend to not make much sense when I meet new people.
I get all nervous and Ooooooooh. So I make unaudible mummbles and sounds.

My mouth is an asshole.

I'm not kidding.


So yeah, I'm already looking for a new job. Hell, I'm still taking interviews from my CV bomb.
Already been for an interview with Amazon, got the Baby Factory on Wednesday.
I feel like Im cheating on Berkely Cinemas.
And I like it. Feels so very naughty.

I'm really, really keen to try and get a job at Spookers.
They are looking for monsters, and how aaaawesome would that be.
*Wants to scare people and talk to self while rocking manically*
*Already does that*
*Dont you judge me*


Anyways, what else.
OH. Some FUCK emo HEADS tagged all over my streets front entrance.
They put the Nazi symbol, and KKK all over it.
That makes me so angry. I love my Clevedon! How dare they.
Bastards.
And I come home late most nights from work, so I could have caught them and cornered them in mmmmBOB and run them all over.
Speaking of running over, I ran over a Possum on Twilight road the other night.
Good thing, yes. But ... like, I saw it COWER when it was in the middle of the road and saw my lights coming. It almost covered it's head with it's arms and I went abit emo.
Then all this fluff flew up from my radiator.
I reversed ... and it . Wasn't . There.

So somewhere, in the cold, cold forest, is a half-arsed Possum.

Bless.


Well, Fathers Day tomorrow.
I got Dad some cool stuff. Yay I like getting nice presents for people.
I got him a Top Gear DVD, and Boating Log Book and a four pack of Jim Beam rum and cola.
Cause my Dad's cool and fixes my car.


Anyway, I've been writing to much.
Have you noticed my journals are about me not knowing much?


***THIS IS AN EDIT***
And a sad farewell to Steve Irwin, the greatest Aussie who ever lived.
He was so passionate, and lived every day to the fullest. Also to his family, I cant imagine how hard it must be for them.

Steve: "Have a go at this one! Isn't she a beauty?"
Animal: *bites Steve*
Steve: "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh you're alright sweety, you're alright. Now, have a look at her scales, isn't she a cracker ..."

***THIS IS ANOTHER EDIT***
God, what a bad week its been for an already mourning Australia and New Zealand, Peter Brock killed in a car accident. He was an Aussie version of Possum Bourne (may he rest in peace, too).
My family has always been big on Ford rally, cause my Dad used to do it. Even though Brocky was a Holden man, he still had the utmost respect from us.
Rest in peace guys.


Peace out, Crok man and Peter Brock.
Atleast Steve wont be alone now where ever his heaven is



Kay so, bye!


Visit my mates.
They enjoy musicals.

http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9877247/ Sun, 27 Aug 2006 19:28:33 PDT How is everyone?


Man, August has been one hell of a month for me.
Everything is going pretty sweet.

I got a job at Berkely Cinemas -circle lounge, full time.
Cool aye! It'll be great, I'm sure.
But on the same day, McDonalds declined my application to work there.
How the FUCK did that happen?
Job at circle lounge ... shot down at McDonalds.

Ah it's a funny world.


Anyways, I'm a full timer now, 3 till 10 pm most nights.
I start tonight. I hope I dont fuck up.
The manager that interviewed me seems really nice.
I wasn't even going to bother applying at the movies.
I'll be honest with you, the girl at the counter looked emo.
So I almost didnt go up and give my CV.
And now I'm doing shift work with her.
Weird how the world works.

Uh what else.
Must start saving up for Canada.
I keep stating that, but I never start. But I will! I will.

Shit. I having not much else to say.
Well, yeah.

Kay so, bye.

Visit my mates.




Clubs



Co-Founder

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9821263/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9821263/ Tue, 22 Aug 2006 21:40:04 PDT Watching: Billy Connolly live in New York
Reading: Empire magazine

Hello.

Another journal update.

Like.

TOTALLY.

Been on a CV bomb in Botany today.
I'm feeling incredibubbly intrepid and optimistic. All yay feeling.
I've got an interview lined up at the Canterbury store on Friday, which would be great if I get it.
I think thats looking hopeful, I had a great chat with the guy about the All Blacks and such.
I also wouldn't mind a job at Sounds or something like that. That'd be sweet. But you know, whatever happens.
Hitting Manukau and Papakura tomorrow, too.
Painting those two towns black with size 12 bold text and Times New Roman font.

I've got to be a proactive drop out.

Still no doubts over my decision of leaving tech.
Bob is definitley my Uncle today.


Oh and ... heh, I got my full license on Monday. Cool uh.
I really, REALLY want to be pulled over now.
It's amazing how one piece of paper can make you feel Bullet-proof. Like 50 cent.
But he got shot several times so ... you know, bullet-proof VEST proof.

Hardcore.

I brought the Billy Connolly dvd set.
I just love that guy. He can make me laugh no end.
And thats just the purple beard.
Billy Connolly is my homeboy.


Well. That all from moi.
Ringers for life.

KMAN out.





Visit my friends.
They ... do silly things.




Clubs



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Join up! Go nuts. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9784497/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9784497/ Sun, 20 Aug 2006 19:50:05 PDT Reading: Nerd Fan Fiction



Well would you look at that.
It's my Deviant Art birthday.
One year. Wow wee.
Hopefully many more to come.
I just KNOW I will be as obssessed with it this time next year as I am with it now.

Goodey/

Anyway//
A little update///

Now that I've quit uni, I feel like I've been given a new lease on life.
I'm so annoyingly creative and inspired, EVERYone should quit uni.
I'm going to start oil painting in a more serious mannor, hell even try and sell something at the craft market, local shops ... whoever will buy it.

Been to a few job interviews. Sending out my CV to anyone that can read.
Not getting my hopes up, though.
I really, REALLY fucked up a McDonalds interview last week.
It was so bad.
Completely un-prepared for it. I didn't even turn up with a pen.
Ah duh.
But it doesnt matter. It was hiring for crew at Auckland Airport. So it is a bit far away.

But, as usual. Lots of babysitting jobs to keep me going which is great.


I need a full time job until December (until I'm off to Canada) or a part time, whatever.
I'm feeling extremely intrepid.
Yay I'm glad I did this.


Well ... KMAN out.

Ringers for life.



!!EDIT!!

Got my full licence! BOYAH.



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]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9751223/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9751223/ Wed, 16 Aug 2006 17:15:23 PDT


Everything came out last night.

I told Mum and Dad that primary teaching was not what I wanted to do.
And they accepted it. I was so surprised.
I thought they'd be really dissapointed. But we sorted some stuff out, had abit of a cry.
And I'm going to scrap my course, and work for the rest of the year.
And start a Bachelor of Arts at Auckland Uni next year, to eventually lead on to becoming a High School drama teacher.

They said they just wanted me to be happy.

YES! I'M EMO! And it's OKAY!

The weight of the world has come off my shoulders.


I know this is what I want to do.
I'm interested in art, drama, english and media.
Not fucking maths and politics.

I'm going to find a job.
Fruit picking, McDonalds ... I dont care.


Peace out. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9720250/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9720250/ Mon, 14 Aug 2006 02:02:35 PDT Listening to: Dire Straits



I have had a kick arse weekend. Including Friday.
So like, a kick arse long weekend.
Hell every day is the weekend for me.
Even better when I take the day off.

I cant explain things.


Anyway.


Friday:
Marni flew into Auckland for her Rock-Star Supernova visit.
I was to be there at nine on the dot.
I wasn't.
I failed myself by 10 minutes.
I missed the turn-0ff to get to the airport, so ended up trawling around Mangere following the plane signs.
Beacon of hope, those things were.

I like to be prompt.
I'm anal.

Anyway we went straight to Rainbows End.
It's funny.
When ever Marni comes up, I always play up.
I'm like I kid.
Like a kid in a lollie store.
I cant explain any stories in full.
Nothing comes out except for ... "Bleh jeh beh MARNI eeeehehehe Marni jeh bleh."
So yes, Rainbows End.
We were like the only two civillians inside.
There was some French kids too.
I wanted to say Bonjour, to be accommodating, you knows.
But I didn't.
And I will regret that to my dying day.
So I made Marni go on the Fear Fall and the Power Surge to start things off.
She hates me now.

I've realised that I am SUCH a thrill seaker. If It's got a seatbelt, count me in.
I LOVE rides! I LOVE G-Force.
Makes you feel alittle alive.
I could have gone on the Power Surge all day.
No really, I could have.

And then Talena and Michael showed up.
Okay.
So we were just about to go on the Can-am cars, but noes!
Michael wines and complains.
So we end up going.
Somewhere else I cannot remember.

Went on most of the rides.
God the Motion Master was shite.
But arn't they always?
Seriously, Rainbows End needs to buy something off someone not from the 80s.
On The Rollar coaster Michael and I see this like, ball of spit hover above Marni and Talena.
"MARNI!"
It was gross.
Glad it didnt hit us.
Guys ...
Oh and then on the Pirate Ship.
Me and Talena were sitting on opposite sides of the ship to Marni and Michael.
I dont know WHO it was, but one of them makes "Fuck-I'm-Going-To-Throw-Up" look and STOPS the ride! I couldnt believe it.

So yeah. Took Marni back home.
Good day.

Saturday:
Talena's birthday party.
Picked Marni Banarni up, and we got, well she got some BEER.
I had to fill up with petrol.
And OH my God that was embarrasing.
People kept staring at my awesome, awesome David Bowie face paint.

Them Clevedoner's never saw it coming.

Went to Talena's.
Loitered around.
Had a great time.
Drank and talked gailey.
Have you noticed that my journals are about me not being able to verbally copulate much?
Had a great dinner.
Kuddo's to Marni and Hool.
Was a fun night.
And then when everyone else had gone to bed.
It was I, Menolly, Marni, Brendan and Michael sing-staring it in the sitting room.
Many a battle.
I won.
Once.

The next morning Talena's mum cooked us a massive fry up.
That was just good.
Good to my bones like music to the ears.
And yes.
Took Marni home.
I went home.
Slept.
Had one of those wakeup's where you go,
"Shit, what day is this?"
That always happens when my sleeping pattern is messed up.
I like to sleep.
I'm really good at it.
Why are you still reading this?
I'm surprised you're still here.
Kuddo's to you.
I'd high five you but I'd slap my screen.

Then Sunday:
I dont know what I did on Sunday.
Slept.

Today?
Wagged.
Went for a driving lesson with my old instructor.
Going for my full on Monday.
Yay aye.
God, imagine if I got pulled up on Saturday night with my Bowie makeup.
That would have been a hoot.
It was bad enough having to pay the petrol man at the counter.
Would have been a funny mugshot.



The end.



I dont know what day it is.







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http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9655525/ Tue, 08 Aug 2006 21:06:41 PDT Watching: You. No really.
Reading: Grandpa's Slippers



I know this is what you've been holding your breath for.
Oh yeah, update.

Oh yeah.

Some amusing things have happened lately.



Amusing #1:

Mum was going to do another marathon thing with a freind of hers, but the friend pulled out of it.
So Mum asked me if I would run with her.
...
..
.
I said BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.
No Mum!
I said ... No Mum!
I said I would rather have a voluntary asthma attack then run a bloody marathon.
Me, run a marathon. God that would be a site to see.
The only ... *only* thing I run for these days is ... is ... I dont run.
I'd be more than happy to swim a few K's, but running ... no.
I dont do running.

Amusing #2:

I wouldnt call this amusing, just What-the-Fuck amusing.
I was driving around the back streets of MIT today, and there was this guy on the path carrying a Mother Fucking huge cross. Like he was Jesus.
He was holding this cross across his back, just stumbling along.
My God I almost ran up someones arse just watching this guy.
Probably a few beers short of a six pack.
WISH I had my camera. Would have loved to have captured it.
Note to self. Take camera to Tech from now on.

You just never know who will be re-enacting Christ's death at the traffic lights.


Amusing #3: (Not amusing really, just exciting)

My grandparents are going to Aussie for a month in a few more weeks.
I get to house sit!
I am so excited.
I've never house sitted before.
Privacy. No parents. Own HOUSE.
Like.
Yay.


Amusing #4: (Again, not amusing. I just want to make the Amusing titles even)

I ... dont really want to become a Primary Teacher anymore.
I want to be a drama teacher.
I think I'll just finish of this year at Tech, and see how it goes.
I havent told my olds yet. I'm scared of their reactions, really.
I want to move out, I think. Move into Auckland.
Yeah.
But I shall see how the rest of the year goes.
And the next four week practicum at Papakura Normal school



Well. Thats about it.
Peace out and Ringer love to all.




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]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9570986/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9570986/ Tue, 01 Aug 2006 21:42:02 PDT Hello.


Journal entry.

Lately, I have become less of a journal whore because I have found I dont have much to talk about.
Nothing unbelievably funny has happened. No spontanious, violent love.
Nothing.

Lots of babysitting lately, which is good.
One of the Mums told me last night when they came home, was that the boys think of me as their big sister. How cool is that? That made me smile.
The big sister that gets them off to bed, while I watch Sky tv, eat their roll-up's and gummy string things, and get paid at the end of the night.

Must start saving for Canada.
I want to visit the Igloos. And eat blubber. And piss off the French in Quebec. And say "Abooout". And visit black markets. And see a Moose. And watch an ice-hockey game. And poke an Eskimo. And do ... whatever it is the Canadians do.
Yes. Must start saving.

So uh.
Looking forward to Talena's party, yes.
You're not coming to Rainbows End anymore? Thats a shame. No Log Flume love then, no? You're not ... you're not digging the Log Flume lovin'? You're not ... not gonna rock the log alittle? No?
How you uh, how you comin' on that work you're working on? Huh? Gotta a big, uh, big stack of papers there? Gotta, gotta nice litte story you're working on there?
No no, you deserve some time off.



*Flips the fingers* Bye!

KMAN out.






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]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9455217/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9455217/ Sat, 22 Jul 2006 05:47:34 PDT LISTENING TOO: All Blacks vs South Africa. We win.
READING: Worst Case Scenario -The Travel Guide


Ooooooooooooooooh. Ooooooooooooooooh.
My car is all fixed. It's such a new and wet dream feeling.

It no longer leaks water AND oil from the head gasket like a Mother.
Yes ... I perhaps did cause Bob's slow decline. Maybe I did cook the engine.
I thought he'd make it that time.
But he declined.
He's fine now though. New shocks, new un-emo windscreen and everything.

Purring like a snail.

Oh and the mechanic that did it for us is my Dad's friend's on. And he's hot.
Mechanics just are.
That's mandatory.

And ... FINALLY, U2 announce some real dates.
I was beggining to think they just enjoyed blowing smoke up our assess, but they exhaled.
About time.

Man I was pissed off last night.
My dog Emma, yes she is potty trained, for many years. But she's getting alittle older now.
She PEE'D in my bed, then practically aimed for my school books and bag like a missile.
And then got my slippers.
Of all things sacred she got the slippers.
I am slowly trying to forgive her.
It takes time.

Umm, first week of uni is good.
I only have one subject a day for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.
Which is incredibly yay because I can sleep in.
Thats all I think about these days.
Sleep and sleeping in.


Anyways. Signing off.
KMAN out.


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]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9410290/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9410290/ Mon, 17 Jul 2006 21:17:22 PDT READING: The Wharehouse brochure. It's gay too.



I've had a bad day.
A really, really bad day.

And I'm going to TELL you about it.
And then we can all mope in my bad day.

Today was just a series of unfortunate events.

ONE:
Exam results came through. I didnt pass on one exam that I thought I'd done really well in.
It didnt help that most of the class was standing behind my computer, all Horraying themselves in their B pluses.
That was depressing.

TWO
It got even worse! I was sitting, having lunch. Quietly minding my own buisness.
And I got shat on.
THATS RIGHT. A bird had a loose ass and I became the toilet bowl.
I felt this little plop on my head, and everyone laughed.
I laughed too, but it wasn't funny.
Dont laugh! I know you are! It's not funny.
I see you, you know. Chuckling in your un-shit-hair-ness.

THREE
And OH yeah.
My bag's strap broke.

And FOUR:
My car didnt pass it's WOF because of the shock brakes, so all FOUR had to be replaced.
This would have costed over $900, but because all of Dad's friends son's are mechanics, we get really cheap deals. Yay contacts.
The one good thing of my day.

OH, and, in my class. There are more nOObs then there are of us.
And they're all gay.
They are the "Others", and we should kill them.


Other than that. I suck, you suck, we ALL suck.



Sad.fm ... here I come. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9356206/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9356206/ Thu, 13 Jul 2006 03:49:32 PDT Reading: Meatloaf CD sleeve
Listening to: The Rolling Stones


Journal entry
You’re welcome.


EH! JEH! BEH! EHJEHBEH! BEHBEHJEHJEHJEHEHEHEHEHEH ehehehehe EH.
Those peculiar sounds I make mean I’m happy. Really happy.
And I only save them for three very special occasions. Stop, drop and roll.
Watch and learn.

LOST
LORD OF THE RINGS
KUMERA

Number one, LOST
Mira Furlan is going to the Armageddon Pulp Culture Expo in Auckland this year.

ROUSSEAU!!
DANIELLE!!

FROM LOST!!
APOSTROPHE!!

Do you feel this glorious excitement?
I’m … I’m going to get a photo with her … and make her sign my LOST DVD set, and my LOST calendar, and my LOST poster, and my LOST magazines, and my … and make her talk to me … and … make her be my friend … forever … and make her sign my arm … and my leg if need be … and I’ll ask her if the numbers are real … because I’ll go and buy a lotto ticket … and …
OH it’s Rousseau! The crazy French Chick! She’s coming!
It’s my plan … no … my GOAL to get pictures with the celebrities.
I’ll have a hall of fame. It’ll be awesome. Everyone who comes into my room will be blinded and awesified.
I mean, I already have a picture of me and John Rhys Davies.
And yes, I believe I will go alone again this year. I don’t want to scare anyone. I don’t want to hurt anyone, either. Seriously. I’ll make you cry.
Why is everyone in the world not a geek?
The world would be a neat place.
Guys, how sweet is this?

On other subjects.
I dyed my hair the other night. My roots were starting to scream so I thought it time to smother them. So anyway, while I was liquoring my hair, my gory and morbid mind starts to play out murderous scenes because the dye looked like real blood on my hands. And being the dramatic one, I walked into the sitting room where I knew Dad was, opened the doors slightly with bloodied hands protruding through it, wispily telling Dad, “I’ve cut my head …” hoping to get some sort of reaction of fright and terror.
I see him get up, he gasps just how I’d wanted him too, runs over to me to see what’s happened, and then says without hesitation, “Shit, don’t get it on the carpet.”
…..
….
...
DON’T GET IT ON THE CARPET?
I know I cried wolf, but DON’T GET IT ON THE CARPET?
Yes I know I asked for it, but DON’T GET IT ON THE CARPET?
And even if it was real, we would have probably taken my car to get the hospital, because it would have got on his CARPET.
Anyway. After he had called my bluff and I scolded him for his comment, I went back to the bathroom and finished off my hair. I looked a bit emo, doing this. I had dark hair, running mascara ...
I would have busted out some of MCR moves, but I said no. No to drugs.

On other things.
I saw Pirates of the Caribbean last night.
I was really, really looking forward to it. I thought if it was as good as the first one then it would be sweet. But I … I didn’t like it, to be honest. I was disappointed.
The bloody parrot has more screen presence than Orlando Bloom will ever have.
The first one was awesome because it had one main climax, a great storyline and clear motives. This one just kept going and going and forever going.
Don’t get me wrong, Johnny Depp was fantastic in it, perhaps the best thing about the movie. He and Geoffrey Rush, who only had about three seconds, literally, screen time. That pissed me off, too.
Out of five stars? I’d give it two. Empire’s too nice giving it four.

I had a scary dream last night. Marni, you died. And I enrolled Talena on a revenge mission from the top of New Zealand to the bottom to find your killer. All the while, I dreamt that the rope that connects our boat to its mooring had snapped and I had to keep pulling it into the wharf so it wouldn’t float off.

And Marni? Can’t wait to pick you up from the airport, go to Rainbows End to the Log Flume and then drop you back at the airport again making you a really nervous flyer.
And Talena? I can’t wait for your birthday party. PERFECT theme, man. And hard out with the Lord of the Rings watching and reading. I salute you. I myself have just completed an Extended Edition marathon. My room smells of elderberries.

Oh God … there’s that smell again. It’s fucking phantom. No one else can smell it.
It smells like burning. Burning raisins. Its bloody ROASTED raisins.
I’m not dead. This is scary.


Right well *flips the fingers*
Bye!


Visit these people.
They enjoy long walks on the beach and candle lit dinners.
http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9285695/ Wed, 05 Jul 2006 20:19:50 PDT Reading: Defensive Driving shite.
Listening to: Snow (Hey Oh) Red Hot Chilli Peppers



So uh, journal entry.
Was getting abit sick of the whole OOooEEee I'm so Inspired one.

Anyway.
I'm currently completing Defensive Driving. But offcourse I know everything there is to know.
I just want my full license so things will be LEGAL if I happen to be pulled over.
Not that that has happened, you know. Like I say, the Clevedon Police Station only holds monthly cross stitching meetings for booty knitting granny's.
We are SO hard arse here, it's unbelievabubble.

I'm not doing much with my days. Just, sleeping in. Watching DVDs. Talking to one's self. Boiling the shit out of Pallonies. Checking the mail. Poking the dog. Being a neusance. It's getting a little chilly lately isn't it? My feet are feeling the freeze. I also need to dye my hair. UUUUUUUUUH I found a GREY the other day. It's not like Im stressed or anything. But I plucked that bugger out. Plucked him out good I did.
God I love my life.

Now, I meant to ask you ... How you uh, how you comin' on that novel you're working on? Huh? Gotta a big, uh, big stack of papers there? Gotta, gotta nice litte story you're working on there? Your big novel you've been working on for 3 years? Huh? Gotta, gotta compelling protaganist? Yeah? Gotta obstacle for him to overcome? Huh? Gotta story brewing there? Working on, working on that for quite some time? Huh? Yea, talking about that 3 years ago. Been working on that the whole time? Nice little narrative? Beginning, middle, and end? Some friends become enemies, some enemies become friends? At the end your main character is richer from the experience? Yeah? Yeah? No, no, you deserve some time off.




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]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9236976/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9236976/ Fri, 30 Jun 2006 22:26:02 PDT

I went on a photography mission around Maraetai and Clevedon this afternoon, and I took some photos Im really quite proud of. And plus the photos from camping I've yet to submit.
Like, yey feeling.

I'm going to wait untill Talena comes over on Monday and shows me all the ropes with Photoshop, because Im sick of having Jimungous preview images, and shit borders.
So it should be good.


And! And! I'm not sick! I'm not sick from camping in winter!
MUST be why I'm inspired.

YAY I'M INSPIRED AGAIN.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9214556/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9214556/ Wed, 28 Jun 2006 20:26:32 PDT Watching: The Worlds Fastest Indian



Wow.
Just came back from camping in Tapaa ... apakanga.
I had a GREAT time.
Freekin' enjoyed it man.
Lots ot laughing.
And I'll tell you about it.


FIRST DAY:

Car got stuck in the mud. Marni and I had to push it out.
Laughed.
Pitched the "un-pitchable" tent.
Shumm a lumm a lummed my olds.
Got tricked by Wandering Willies.
Not kidding.
Played with camera and listened to the Chilli's.
MAN it was cold.

SECOND DAY:

The meat! The meat had been eaten!
By a possum I presume.
Little theiveing bastard.
We went for a beach walk.
Took many photo's.
And then! And then we heh ... carved messages into rocks.
Like ... "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" and "Say no to Crack".
That was fenny.
And then we! And then we made a fire --TEAM EFFORT-- on the beach.
It commanded and conqoured the Wandering Willies.
We roasted marshmellows.
And listened to Jack Johnson.
That was a cool moment, for me.
I liked that.
We didnt talk for awhile.
But it started up again.
I was relatively warm that night.
My bed was still inflated.
The others wern't.
That also made me cool.

THIRD DAY:

Climbed a tree.
Walked in the opposite side of the beach this time.
Found and sat next to a beautiful watering hole.
Talked about Signing on the WHOLE time.
Marni went for an almost swim.
Went back to tent.
And literally talked for five hours.
Ooh Marni's Mum got us take aways.
We had ... well I had KUMERA CHIPS.
Went to bed.
Talked ALL night.
Became sad drunks.



God it was awesome.
I'd do it again in a second.
Purell is like gold dust.
We win.




All win. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9129547/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9129547/ Tue, 20 Jun 2006 20:53:11 PDT Watching: Casanova
Wondering: If you can get frostbite from camping.


Journal.

Thats it. Exams are over. Done, nadda, zipp, zipper, zipperoni. Gone.

But rants have come to mind.

If you have a snotty nose in an exam, do not sit next to me.
I dont want to catch ... you.
Go outside and blow the damn thing. Clear it of it's residue. Use your sleeve if you have too, you shall not be judged. Sniffing has not been substituted for breathing.
Breathing is the new black in France, apparently.
Many a time I have wanted to paper cut the person infront of me for their insistant blabble.
I admit it, I fantasize about doing so, but this wastes precious exam time. So I blame them again for turning up in such a state. Infact, for turning up at all.
Not leet. Not leet at all.


On other accounts.
Daughters of Heaven people. Guess what day tomorrow is?
Thats right. The day of the Happy Event.
Just thought I'd point that out.
Hell I'm going to watch the DVD in the spirit of things. Not that its exactly a celebratory event, but, you know. Whatever made their minds tick I'll never know.
I want to stalk one of them.
And on a similar note, I'm doing coffee with Zoe and Tela tomorrow. Well dejah Vuuduu!
I think we're going to kill Tela. Fatten her up, then kill her.


And OH GOD ISN'T TEE VEE GOOD TONIGHT?
Oh yes it is. Oh yes it is. LOST that is.
Like, two hours of more un-answered questions, cliff hangers and wet dreams.
I'd like to give that J.J. Abhrams a piece of my mind, I would.
But I am loyal. Call me loyal.
I'M LOYAL. Dont question that.

You're evil.


Ooh. 2000 pageviews. Yey. Fuzzy emo Michael feeling there.
I should be recieving loyalties any day now.


Well, my Wendys awaits me. Cant let it down.
Yes bottle, I'll do what tastes right.


The bottle speaks.


KMAN out.







Visit these folks. They're quite nice.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9107736/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9107736/ Sun, 18 Jun 2006 17:47:35 PDT

I went to a Wurlitzer concert last night.
I'm such a Nana.
But it was cool!
They played two movies.
The first was Laurel and Hardy.
Those two boys are classic.
And the second film was a silent movie, "Safety Last" with Ron Clark.
Jack Johnson was right when he said that Silent Films are Full of Sound.
It was so magical.
A Wurlitzer is an organ with GUMUNGIOUS pipes.
And they accompany the movie.
I felt like I was back in the 1930s.
I *was* back in the 1930s.
You cant help laughing at their antics.
They did their own stunts!
"Oooh Honolulu baaaaby, where'd you get those eeeeeyes?"

I'll have to take you guys there.
It's pretty neat.
They play Rocky Horror every night!
Midnight sessions OoOo.
And apparently everyone gets up and throws rice and dances the Time Warp.


Save the Wurlitzer!
There's only two left in New Zealand.
It's cool.
Dont be mean.
Every man is an Island.
I'm bloody Ibiza.


Look at these people. They bite.
]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9033214/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/9033214/ Mon, 12 Jun 2006 21:39:12 PDT

Mood: Clucky
Watching: Meet the Parents
Listening to: Girl I wanna lay you down –Jack Johnson, G. Love, Donovan Frankenreiter and Zach Gill


So, more exams this week, and woo boy I haven’t started a thing.
Cant wait for next semester though, art and drama.
That’s so biscookies.

Ooh, about this camping thing? Christ, its going to be cold. I don’t even like checking the mail in the morning let alone camping outside. But it will be fun.
Thermals are NOT for hobo’s.


I’m going to a photo shoot on Wednesday. AHAH … I know, my reaction exactly.
My nephews are doing a Pumpkin Patch catalogue thing at One Tree Hill, so I’m going to help. God, just imagine the twenty firsts. Just imagine the material! Glorious.
It’s funny. One kid is black, the other is white.


I think I’ve forgotten how to draw. So I’m going to take up photography.
I can’t go anywhere in my car without making mental notes to go back and capture what I saw.

And … I babysat last night, and kids say the dandiest things, don’t they?
I was helping the boy get ready for bed, and he decided to launch into a topic of jarmies.
It went like this …
--Boy: Tracey? Do all old people wear jarmies to bed?
--Me: Yeah, I guess. It’s pretty cold at night, don’t you think?
--Boy: But … I see my Mummy and Daddy at night and sometimes they don’t wear jarmies

Aaaah, the mouths of uncensored children.

EDIT!!
I had my second exam yesterday morning, right? Anyway, you all know how Auckland had really shitty weather yesterday, right? Well, pour your sympothy on me, because in my exam, I had TWO, thats right TWO power cuts! And they were both TEN minutes long. God, could have SoO cheated in that room. Buggerbuggerbuggerbugger.

Have a cluckity-cluck-cluck day.

Tracey out.

Visit these people. They are quite nice.

]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8991758/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8991758/ Wed, 07 Jun 2006 04:24:50 PDT
Just afew rants.

All very relevant, offcourse.

I am sick of people complaining about the weather.
If it's raining, the whole day is ruined. If it's spitting, everything is GOING to be ruined.
Raincoats and umbrellas have been tried and tested, and apparently proved successful.
We live in New Zealand! Never has "seven seasons in one day" been more relevant than here.
Harden up. Unless you've got pneumonia.

I've got a sprained mouth. It's all inflamed and sore.
Gah. I got over my cold in three days, then a week later its like, "Heh. Got ya."

I've got my first exam tomorrow.
Im not taking these exams as seriously as I should be.
Being mid-year and all, they feel like practice exams.
Damn high school for spoiling us with such luxuries.
I can just feel it now.
Im going to fail miserably.
Oh good.

I got compared to Tracy Chapman the other day.
Maybe she was a few sandwiches short of a picnic.
A few beers short of a six pack.
A few ... you get the drift.
She kinda came around and we all introduced ourselves, and after I did so, she pointed and laughed with a bagel and hot coffee half in her mouth and half in her hands.
"But your not black! But your name is Tracey! I wonder how they do that ..."
Odd.




That is all.


These are my mates. In real life too.
Go and flood their pages with Ringer love.

Or I'll throw a can of Gandalf woop-ass on you.


This lady is an all rounder. I'd probably hate her for that if she wasn't one of my good friends.

And this wee lady. Someone give her publishing rights. Seriously.

Now, I reckon, Marni has one of the best pages on DA. Always cool, always changing. And takes schweet photos too.

Count yourself lucky if she comments. Count yourself reeeeal lucky.

Sharing the ringer love. LORD OF THE RINGS HARD. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8914286/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8914286/ Mon, 29 May 2006 18:15:31 PDT Everything is Illuminated is officially my new obsession movie.

"Jewish people were having shit between their brains."

Its a really quirky movie. And Elijah Wood is too cool.
He is Frodo no more ... tear.

"Officias eye seeing bitch"
See it just for the things they say. Thats what they called their dog.

Anyway, journal entry journal entry.
I have no particularly funny instance to share.
I had a dream last night I went on a campaign to kill insects.
There were two GIANT spiders, two yucky snakes --- I HATE snakes, and two really ugh lizards.
No one was taking any action towards being rid of them!
So I became the leader.

One more week at uni, like yey.
Then study leave.
I love sleeping in.
Heh. I like how lecturers give us MAJOUR hints at whats going to be in the exam.
One was like, "You should really ... REALLY copy this down. Its of high recomendation you COPY, THIS, DOWN."
Aah love it.

Had to drive my dad's 4wd drive to uni for afew days last week.
Because my windscreeen was cracked?
Its amazing how one crack can go slitslitSLIT cutCUT CUTcutcutcut.
Abit of an emo windshield.
The car is a TANK.
So incredible hard to park.
I felt like my place in society had risen when I drove that thing.
Pedestrains had NOTHING on me.
I now understand why truck drivers think they own the road.
Because they can.
You cant complain you never saw them coming.
Like orange or yellow cars.
Keep it in the showrooms, people.

You know I was thinking about the ozone layer the other day.
It's odd isn't it?
The car industry created global warming and now its delivering a wave of soft tops so that we can all enjoy it.


Hmm.

Kick balls. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8839169/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8839169/ Sun, 21 May 2006 21:13:54 PDT

I am currently sick.
Pale and sick.
I wish I could stick ice blocks down my throat to stop the throbbing pain.
But that would make me sick, also.
Though it would be nice.
I also wish I could have a nose plug to stop the goo protruding from it.
I need drugs.
To the chemist I go.
Probably a good thing I dont work there anymore.
I would have bird flu by now.
This was because I went clubbing with Talena and co.
Can I blame them?
Yes?
I've just blamed you Talena.
Although it was a fun night.
Talena table danced.
For like, two seconds.
And I got my ass pinched.
All very new to me.
Like, yay.

I havent been to uni in awhile.
I wish I'd never made friends in that class.
One is particularly demanding.
*hates being checked up on*
I
I
I
My windscreen has like, fucking cracks in it.
Dad pointed this out to me.
I didnt notice.
Its behind the rego stickers.
Its like, a lightning show.
Im tempted to prod it.
But it might become another Glacier.
Scrat.
Now, I didnt do this, offcourse.
It cracked by itself.
Do I look stupid to you?

...
..
.

dont answer that.


I have babysitting tonight.
The three anti-christs.
Second to last time.
Its been an ongoing job you see.
I actually put them to bed last week.
She asked me twice if I had drugged them.
I said no.
Alas.
I was thinking.
I wish I out some drowsy cough medicine in them.
That stuff is good.
Babysitters survival kit.
Wish I'd thought of that.

So, that is all. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8783097/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8783097/ Mon, 15 May 2006 21:08:29 PDT
I love lectures at uni where you have clear agreements and disagrements.
And my class is so opinionated, its become a bit of an ongoing joke me declaring ..."Well, this is going to go later than 5".
Im usually sitting on the fence with some discussions, observing the points being made so I can make my prefered decision ... call me a walking contradiction.
But with this one ... Im leaning towards disagreement.

The subect is, Are there gifted kids or just talented kids?
Now, Im inclined to think that sure, there are REALLY gifted kids, but no kid was born drawing the Mona Lisa from the womb ... its developed through time and persistance, and a passion.

I reckon there are just talented kids.
Oh God I dont know.
Well, there are 14 year olds that attend university.
Sure some people have the X-Factor ...
I mean yeah, I can swim to save myself, but that came from developing it.
Sure I could draw a decent picture, but that came with WANTING to learn to get good.
I mean, you could try and throw a 2 year old in the middle of the ocean thinking its gifted in swimming.
But fact is, its going to resent the person who threw it in and become deathly scared of the water.
This is making sense in my pea brain, but not aloud.
Try not to read it out aloud.
There I go ... arguing with myself.
Ah fuck, I dont know.

I mean sure, you gotta have something alittle more there in the chosen passion, but whats the difference?

Talent: Developed over time, perfected with passion.
Gift: Given. Inescapable.


My opinion is easily swayed.
Like I said, Im a walking contradiction.




And I shall end with, Every child is unique, Just like everyone else. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8764109/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8764109/ Sun, 14 May 2006 00:20:32 PDT Listening to: Surfin USA - Beach Boys
Reading: Clarkson on Cars

Yes yes yes, I am a self confessed journal/quiz whore. Enjoy it.

Four jobs you have had:
1. Worked at a superette for 3 years. Shit. Call me a retail slave.
2. Worked at a pharmacy. Drugs drugs drugs, Glooooooorious drugs.
3. Babysitt ... my most favourite job by far.
4. And uh, thats it.

Four movies you would watch over and over:
1. The Return of the King
2. The fellowship of the ring
3. The Two Towers
4. The Lord of the Rings commentaries for the BILLIONTH time.

Four places you have lived:
1. - Wattle downs, Manurewa
2. - And little od KKK hot house, Clevedon.
3. - And ... thats it.
4. -

Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. The Simpsons
2. LOST ... I LOVE LOST
3. Top Gear
4. The Sopranos - repeats.


Four places you have been on vacation:
1. Melbourne - Australia
2. Kai Iwi Lakes, my favourite place on earth.
3. Blue Lakes, Rotorua. Im a camping whore, ok.
4. Queenstown. I was young, and it was cold.

Four websites I visit daily:
1. Deviant art
2. Deviant art
3. Trademe
4. MSN

Four of my favorite foods:
1. Chocolate
2. Kumera
3. Prunes, my new obssesion.
4. Coke

Four places I would rather be right now:
1. Hawaii
2. Bed.
3. Actually yeah ... bed.
4.



That is all.


Do this. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8744884/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8744884/ Thu, 11 May 2006 22:06:12 PDT Well not ALL about me offcourse, just in general.

Ah hell lets face it ... I LOVE ME AND IM GOING TO TELL YOU ALL ABOUT ME. In a journal!



THINGS.
Got the drawing bug again. Im in the process of drawing Justin Hawkins from The Darkness.
He is the man. Honestly. What band can use the bagpipes and still sound so fucking cool?
That album is perfect for any glamorous rock and roll listening spazzes.
And also in the process of drawing Adrien Brody from The Pianist. He's got a rather large nose. Love that movie.

Speaking of music and movies, I've been buying alot lately. God my bank account has DWINDLED dramatically. THANKS SOUNDS MUSIC STORES. Such an attractive store for bored, almost broke uni students ....

My list ^^
-About a Boy ("Did you kill that duck?")
-Shakespeare in love
-Meet the Parents (Ben Stiller IS comedy)
-Bean, the movie
-Billy Connolly - Tour of England, Ireland and Whales.
CDs
-Weazer
-Pete Murray (Not Jack Johnson, but close enough)
-Jack Johson, Donovan Frankenreiter and G. Love (IS Jack Johnson)
-Cat Stevens (Aaaah hippies)

This list isnt just showing off to you how cool I am with my musically inclined purchases, I just need to clarify what I've got and what I bloody spent.


No, I am showing off.

So anyway. I have a 2000 word essay due next Friday, and I havent even picked a topic for it. I know I'll get it done, I just enjoy procrastinating and scaring the shit out of myself.
And, is anyone else finding it hard getting up in the mornings? Its just like ... so . hard .
I've missed afew classes for that. Not my fault my bed is more alluring than a lecture theatre next to more pissed off non-morning people, like myself.

Man, I need to start saving money.
Oh did I tell you?
I did a five hour babysitting job last week. And they gave me a HUNDRED . DOLLAR . NOTE .
I was like ...
--Me: "No, this is too much!"
*Alas I was thinking, OH FUCK YEAH ... PLEASE dont listen to me right now, I really want to keep this *
--Them: "Oh no its fine, the kids love you."
--Me: "Oh, ok. But still ..." ** Now RUN Tracey, drive off before they find change ... take that pretty note. **



I like what my mind says to me


So. OH did anyone watch Trading Spouses last night? God, Martha Stuart has a brand new twin sister and a niece.
"CRAFT IS AWSOME! I have no friends, but craft is just awsome. Lets make photo albums!"
KILL her.

Now, wow this is long. And pointless. My mouth feel numb. Pointless like that.
Man, if I was a watcher reading this, I wouldnt be.

Now. Ya'll need to be heading to my mate Sophie's DA page.
She's so fucking accomplished, I tell you that. Her knack for spontanious portraits is hexellent.
Check out her little ode to moi, too. Yey ^^.
Now, how do you link on this thing?
Well, I cant do it. So you'll just have to have a wee look at my watchers list. Shes Tiger Queen.

Umm. YAY ITS THE WEEKEND.
You sexy tractor.

That is all. ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8636325/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8636325/ Sun, 30 Apr 2006 23:21:07 PDT

I was having another argument with my Mom about "music these days".
Now, dont get me wrong. I'm a 70s and 80s music FREAK, thats my favourite.
But she commented that none of the bands out today will stick around 20 years from now.
I was stumped.
I mean, our generation, the NAUGHTS ... have got ... what bands?
Well I can name afew, but they are halfies, meaning they were out and good in the 90s too.
What bands like The Rolling Stones? Pink Floyd? ... hell even ZZ Top will still be around?
Uugh. Please prove her wrong.


What are our generation defining bands? What can our kids look back on and say, "Man that must have been a good time for music," like I do now.
I need a pick me up, guys.
Im stuck in the past. The musically good past.



What the fuck is our Woodstock? ]]> ~personalhobbit http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8577007/ http://personalhobbit.deviantart.com/journal/8577007/ Tue, 25 Apr 2006 01:05:49 PDT
Not trying to be pretentious and sentimental, as everything I've tried to write comes out as cliched and over-used.

My Great Grandfather Arthur Kitchingman was in both World Wars. The first in Gallipoli, one of the most biggest failures and costly battles for a country like New Zealand. He was a soldier fighting in the front lines.
The second world war he became a Sergeant, training soldiers in Egypt. He was shot in the leg, and sent home. However he was sent back to Egypt to carry on training. Thats dedication, man.

My Pa, of whom I'm incredibly fond of and close too (we are both drawers ^^) told me so many stories of what his Dad went through, and at any chance of a hint at a war story coming on, he always proudly brought out his fathers medals.
Last year my brother Mark wore them in the parade in Papakura, and this year it was my turn. Although the weather completely packed in, I still felt a great sense of tremendous pride wearing the war medals inside the RSA.
And the sound of the lone trumpet sounding out the "Last post" is so haunting. Always manages to send a shiver up my spine.

ANZAC day makes me proud to be a New Zealander.





Least we forget. ]]> ~personalhobbit