Dear Xanga blog thing.

Went to the TAB to play the pokies last night and lost 30 bucks, it was my virgin trial and I think I'm getting the hang of it. Ah well, one vice for another, I haven't bought a smoke in like two weeks which means I'm up at least 2hunny. Anyway enough about silly vices. And onto more blog-esq topics. like wanky creative things I've thought about or written, or pondered... which would total one excuse to my tutor for not attending a hurdle tute this morning and checking out a new curry-joint for dinner - all the makings of a trully ambitious day.

Dear Xanga Blog,

Trying to quite/drastically-cut-down smoking. The holidays were not a good time for that with a string of 21sts and birthday related binges to attend. Anyway Life otherwise is pretty normal, bought the new X-force comic which was good, and played the new shooter game but ubi soft Farycry this postmodern commando-type-every-Arnie/Vandam-movie-rolled-into-one action adventure thing, sadly, it kicks ass and I am hooked. Have also been watching alot of telly lately which is a rare luxury for me, in partucular I saw Elbow guest programme 'Rage': They are wankers. But they do have a thing for phat-nigger-beats, and Grace Jones; Who was double billed that night as Conan 2: the Destroyer was simlutaneously screened on TV. Ahh, well what an exciting month, all that piss and house party pot and all I can blog about is a computer game and watching TV.

But that's all I'll blog about for now. off to break the niccotine drought.

Dear Xanga Blog

Had a vietnamese roll for lunch today it was plesant but not as plesant as my new obcession: a vietnam based computer game which entails riding round in choppers, driving tanks and generally blowing the shit out of charlie. It kicks ass. Young Team melbourne received its second client this morning at 11.50am as I lay comatoast in bed. It was for an RMIT party on the 55th floor of thr Rialto towers. Sounded more classy than anything I'd ever done before. But the urge to get back into the shit, and into the jungle is too tempting; Each day I spend out of the shit makes me weaker, and each day charlie spends out in the bush, makes him stronger, and that much more of a fuckwit to deal with.

Dear Xanga Blog

Johhny Cash is great, its a pitty he's dead, and on that note Michael Jackson's rock with you is also a great cruising song. Managed to wake up at 9 this morning which was phenomenal. I didn't drink all day, and missed out on a hardcore D&M (deep and meaningful) session. I saw House of wax in natural vision 3D which was really fucked up, am now officially a fan of B-Horror.
Immortality might not be the answer to everything but dying is fucking whack.
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Sincerely,
Adrian

Dear Xanga Blog

I think I deserve a star for not smoking up tonight. Or drinking. and for scaring the shit out of thom in my 6-airbagged aluminium can. Fuck I wish I'd fall asleep. reflecting on the deal, I think we did a really good job, we iced it ; we were badasses. Nigga Woot.

Spent the earlier part of the evening decorating the corridoor with posters and bits of skanky material. looks like how I'd imagine Jimmy Hendrix's pad to look, except he didn't listen to the pixies or lou reed. Then again maybe he did, well just lou. Anyway I don't like it much anymore, it was a half assed compromise between us (me) and them (yol) so it has this really fucked up diluted hippy trendoid punk hybrid-crap thing going on. Oh well It's different.

Goddammit, I want to live forever. and if anyone else does, here's a plug for thoms blog which shits all over mine. It's all about living it up for life and/or eternity. Help us win delux immortality toe rings by checking out www.xanga.com/chirstmasape and clicking on the respective blinky link. PTL.

Sincerely, Adrian