
I really do not know what the point of this blog is.
I mean, one day its me being like "WOO look at this new thing I have" next day its "WAH listen to me whinge about all the things I don't have" and then sometimes its just shit I have stolen from other people. Infact most of the time its shit I've stolen from other people. woops. sorry.
I guess it's pretty hard to be interesting when everything I'm interested in is happening thousands of miles away.
Or maybe I'm not interested in anything?
shit.
Steve Aoki on Friday night. holy fucking shit.
I missed him by about 45 seconds at summadayze earlier this year in Perth and by divine intervention hes coming back.
Also, I know it won't happen, but dragonslayer and I plan (somewhat, mostly I plan) to go somewhere early next year for a weekend/week trip.
And.
Yeah.
Shit.
Sorry.

I used to believe this but now not so sure because its just so fucked.
I mean, infinity is... infinity... and love is a battlefield (thankyou Pat Benatar) and battlefields are nowhere near as .... good... as infinity.
Still, its a cool concept.
I'm obsessed with thinking what tattoo's I want but have no idea where I would get them. It's so shit. I really wanted to get this formula called the "infinity laplacian"

but now when I look it up on google its disappeared so now I'm thinking its been rebuked or something... so how embarassing would that be.
I also like this, but waaay too long. & not as pretty as the other one.

Sigh.
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