bliumchik | Feb. 19th, 2007

Feb. 19th, 2007

Firstly, a pimp. In the spirit of sadly-abandoned

ithurtsmybrain (I am one of many that signed up going yaaay and then sortofumneverkindafinished):

brain_asplode! Go, give us some characters, maybe write stuff (yaaaaaay).

Chloe's birthday party was a success. It marked my successful intrepid discovery of Ashfield and Five Dock without nervous breakdown, and also my introduction to Laser Tag. Wheeee.

( Deth and cake )

And that was that, and to spite Zoe I've edited out the bit where she wondered what I'd edit out when I wrote about this on my livejournal.

Ahhhh today was so weird. I don't know exactly why, but after drama I was all giggly (during maths, the horror) and then when I got home I went all *ded* and uh. Maaaaan.

Okay, screw this shit. Guys have a comm:

dethdethdeth

It's exactly what it sounds like. It's for those posts that you just know are going to be mostly FUCK DUDE SO WASTED GAH KILL ME NOW UNIVERSE MUST DIE.

Go join, it's therapeutic. Also pimp it, because I'm sure many of you have bigger (and ANNNNGRIER¹) flists than I do².

Also, it hath been discovered that pilates is good for my singing. Apparently all that core strength does happy little diaphragm biology, and now I'm up to double high C with clarity. I don't know what that means specifically, but it's higher than whatever it was before.

¹ Who knows, maybe Dave Hughes reads somebody's blog. Sup, Dave?
² *waves leetle flag and looks innocently at