7th & 8th Dec

Sunday & Monday

 

  

 

 

1. Emma & Alex

2. Seeta & T-Nev

3. IS IT ALEX JORDAN OR AXL ROSE?

Sunday was a lot of fun. Annie and I went to the city, photocopied and stapled lots of copies of TEETH LOVES STUFF #5, then walked all the way to Camperdown. We weren’t exactly sure of where the park we needed to be was, but we found our way there relatively easily. It was only the heat that was the problem – the weather people said it’d be cold so I wore my Docs and stockings! Also, it was raining so it was disgustingly humid. But anyway. We walked the very long journey to Camperdown Park where there was a zinester picnic happening. Emma, Alex, Seeta and T-Nev joined the picnic which was beyond awesome. Though we moved away from the rotunda pretty soon after arriving to smoke and we didn’t end up rejoining the circle because Annie was sick, etc. We had a little picnic of our own a bit further away, with a blanket and all provided by T-Nev, with Alex making up stories about a war for Rotunda World. It was fucking hilarious. Apart from the part about Annie being sick, it was a really, really nice day. I don’t get to hang out with those kids nearly enough. So many November Rain references! We’re going to re-enact the video clip and I get to be Slash. Oh yeah! & Alex and I are going to write a series of articles on the topic of Being a Wog With Big Hair. On our way home, Annie and I made a stop at Chinatown where I got the biggest munchies out of nowhere and bought lots of cheap delicious cakes. Good times! (Conclusion for the day: “Asian milk drinks are bad and the Backstreet Boys are good!”)

 

I don’t think I did anything on Monday…? Oh wait, no, I did 100 sit-ups. But seriously, I don’t remember doing anything else at all. I guess I must have stayed at home.

Friday, 5th Dec & Saturday, 6th Dec

I really need to get better at this whole keeping-track-of-my-life thing. I keep forgetting to update, then I have a mini panic attack every time I forget what I did on whatever day. My short-term memory is fucked up.

 

 

Friday

Friday was a really nice day. A much-needed day of being calm and relaxed and well-aware of my surroundings. I went over to Zig’s at UNSW. I had a cruel reminder of how difficult those stairs on campus are to climb up… We walked down to Coogee and lazed around on the beach for hours. It was really nice. I miss going to the beach. I don’t think I’d been since…Byron Bay? That was in 2007! The weather was pretty much perfect. It sort of threatened to rain a bit but it never happened. We trekked back up to Randwick, got Easy Way, then back to Kensington where we lazed around on the Library Lawn for a bit before I headed home.

 

Saturday

The weather was a cunt. It was incredibly hot and hurricane-windy. I didn’t want to leave the house but at the same time, I felt too restless to stay inside. So Annie & I went to the city to photocopy TEETH zines but it turned out that our precious Kinko’s was closed. We were heartbroken. Turns out it is no longer open 24-hours, and it is closed on Saturdays. I’d never given much thought to this economic crisis thing until it affected my ability to make zines drunkenly at 3 in the morning!! So instead of photocopying, we wandered around, looked at amazing books at Kinokuniya and CDs at JB Hi-Fi (where we also stalked Radiohead Boy unknowingly – seriously, I don’t mean to stalk the kid but I just keep running into him everywhere, at uni all the time, at JB Hi-Fi, on George St…I’ve never spoken to him and we’re really awkward around each other because we both obviously realise how much we run into one another. Also, I don’t actually know if he likes Radiohead but he seems like does. I’ll forgive him for that since he’s adorable).