Parklife 2006

As I am getting very excited about Parklife on Monday I thought I'd reflect on last years event...
Ben's little Pony...found while lining up to get in




Getting messy..



Super happy hugs!


Saving the world...


The lovely Mark who had us around at his afterwards.


Good times! Hopefully this year will be even better. Especially considering we won't be crushed into rooms far too small for the crowd. Actually it doesn't matter if it pisses with rain, I just know that spending some quality time with my good friends is always great fun. honestly can't think of a single event/time where we didn't all have a ball!

Days of old

I've always been a diary keeper. One I have from when I was a 'tweenager' which is full of silliness and angst. I used to started my diary entries with 'Dear Beth', it was my way of getting started like it was a letter to a friend. Others I have from my life in Broome and my travels abroad. Today they almost seem like the only proof that I ever did those things.

This morning I have pulled a few of them down to have a look at. I always like to see what I was doing this time of year all those moons ago. It fascinates me just how different a person I am now to then.

I used to get very lonely in Kuri Bay. Being away from my friends in Broome for 2 weeks straight used to almost kill me. My solice was in my diaries and I would write in them religiously every day. I always wrote as if I was just emptying the contents of my head. Almost like I was writing a letter to myself about what I was thinking. Now a days as I write in a public blog I really write for others more than myself.

Here is what I wrote this day in 2002....

'Sitting under my favourite mango tree. Beer in one had, pen in the other. Last day of breakfast for a while for me, so I'm enjoying my last free afternoon for a while. I'm listening to my Diana Krall CD I bought last time I was in town. How jazz makes me smile as soon as I hear it. It changes my mood completely.

The breeze is coming from inland and carries with it the heady strong scents of native jasmine, frangipani and the musty earthy smells of the bush.

I was thinking about Christmas and what to get my parents. I have a few things put aside for Mum. But Dad is hard to buy for. Music is a safe bet, but he has too much already. I've always wanted Rhyll to do some photos for me, so pictures of Jane and I would be really nice, especially since we have both moved out of home now and Mum and Dad are on their own.

There are 3 HUGE moths flying about the mango trees at the moment. I've never seen anything so big in my life!

So time for a cold shower to cool me down, some TV and then an early night I think. Well I best go sort out food for tomorrow.'

I remember that mago tree, it was HUGE and I had a hamock chair in it. It was my little daily slice of heaven to sit there it it's shade and watch the boats come and go frm the bay. Despite the wild beauty of that place, I'm glad to be living back in Perth.

A Fine Frenzy - Come On Come Out - Unplugged @ VH1

This is one of hose beautiful happy songs. I found these guys via Last.FM. Just gorgeous!!

Naked As We Came - Iron and Wine

Such pretty melodies! Loving these guys!

The next chapter

Wheels turn
My mind wanders
All dreams are possible
Life gets better
Questions answered
Faces beaming
Hearts a flutter
Roads converging
All I ever wanted

We willie warmer

This makes me want to take up knitting.

Emilie Simon - Fleur de Saison

I'm obsessed with this song right now. It's just a shame it is in French. She does some things in English though...love it!

It just keeps getting better

So Dad had a car accident yesterday. He was rear ended by some f*ck wit on a mobile phone whilst he was waiting at a round about. The guy got out of his car and without even so much as a 'are you ok?' let alone a 'sorry' he offered to help Dad get his car out of the way. So Dad removed the messed up bumper so he could move the wheels. He then got in his car to steer it away. At this point the guy who hit him jumped back in his own car and fled the scene at 100km an hour. Dad being the 'doesn't take sh!t from anyone' guy he is went 'f@ck that' and proceed to chase the guy in his car at break neck speeds down suburban streets. He eventually got the guy to pull over and got his details. Of course this guy is uninsured. So he has put in a report with the police, including the fleeing the scene. I hope the guy gets what's coming to him.

On top of that fabulousness I have an obscene bill from my accountant and the tax department. Woopie!! It's f@cking unreal being me some days.

P.s: Dad has some whiplash, but he'll be ok.

What makes special sauce so special?

My Mum just called

My cousins 2 week old baby is fighting for his life with meningococcal disease.

My Dad has suspected prostate cancer.

I'm a mess.

Saturday

Last night was awesome.

The food at The Mexican Kitchen was great, the conversation at the table was a delight. Kirstie Adam's flame was as beautiful as we all hoped she'd be.

My home was comfy, people were relaxed, we eventually slept. More special memories to think about.

The internet sucks

It's only been over the last 3 years that the Internet has so invaded my life and become such a huge part of how I socialise with my friends. If it wasn't for the Internet I wouldn't have met Tony. Even though he was at Matt's party I doubt I would have said bo to him.

I've found it fascinating to basically watch the relationship between Kirstie and Adam unfold. I feel honoured to be privy to such personal blogs. Despite the cryptic nature of some, we still all know what's going on. But that's the good stuff.

So where does the Internet suck I hear you ask. Well today Sophie (my ex's little sister) posted some pictures on facebook of Lauren's birthday. Lauren is Tim's' new' girlfriend. So even though I don't care, and even though I have no feelings for Tim anymore it was really hard to see pictures of him cosied up to this unknown girl, an unknown face. Sitting at a table with people I have known for years through Tim. The more disturbing part of that is that she looks a bit like me!

It's one of those 'traffic accident' type moments. You know you shouldn't look, you don't want to look but you can't help yourself, you look! And not just once, you stare, horror struck, all kind of things going through your mind.

These types of twitter sites bring so much of our lives to the wider community. There we are our souls bared, our lives on display for all to see. Why else would we start an account. Maybe it's a bit like our 15 minutes of fame?

A few months back I got a heart felt e-mail from Tim who had read my blog. I am sure it was the same thing for him. He got to read all about Tony, and I'm sure it conjured up some not very nice feelings for him. He obviously needed to pour out what he felt somewhere, but the email he sent me was quite obviously very tame in comparison to how I am sure he really felt.

So the Internet is a magical thing, and it sucks, it not only dredges up long lost beautiful memories with childhood friends who find you on facebook after 21 years, but past hurts and things best left forgotten. They say time heals all hurts, but not if you keep picking the scab.

My sister

Today my sister is upset, and I feel positively sick for her. She is on a medication to help her quit smoking, and I think it is seriously messing with her ability to be logical and reasonable. She knows this, but she still can't help feeling hurt. She's trying to be rational, telling herself she's being silly but can't push past feeling pissed off.

I hope she doesn't quit Volleyball all together over some miscommunication. It would be sad to see that happen.

I am really happy

It started on Saturday arvo/night. I was over come with a feeling of being really happy, and excited about what lies ahead. I guess a big part of my current joy is due to getting a new job and all the possibilities that lie ahead of me.

Another part was due to just spending some time with Tony. The last week we've both been really busy, and done quite a few separate things. I was starting to feel like we were just ships in the night. So we had a lovely evening together, laughing, talking and just generally enjoying each others company. We went for a walk to pick some freesias, which are my favourite smelling flower. They are growing wild all over the place on Forrest road, and now my house is full of them and their glorious heady scent.

Also I'm really thrilled and excited that Fitzy has finally met his girl Kirstie. I can only begin to imagine how happy he must be feeling right now. Every time I think about it I get a big smile on my face for him. Generally everyone's lives seem to be in a good place, everyone seems so happy. Aaron has some happy thoughts occupying his mind, Matt and Maggie although busy are making exciting plans for the wedding. Mark and Emma are their usual happy selves.

I have not a thing to be down about, life is fantastic. I just wish everyone could be this happy and content.