I often wonder if my life will constantly revolve around skim lattes in paper cups?
Or, standing in line at the cafe, desperately trying to order a tuna sandwich on brown bread? Or, making sure I have my swipe card to get in and out of doors, lifts and car parks?
Are these things really essential in making my world go round? Do they help me take my ever-so-stressful breaths?
In this exact moment, I'm sitting at my desk, munching down some cereal and sipping my latte. I'm extremely tired and I am regretting staying up until all hours, chatting to my friends over facebook chat. I'm thinking of all the work I have to do, but it seems I would much rather think about it, than actually do it. I'm finding myself listening to Mariah Carey on my ipod, just for something different. I'm watching a girl struggling with the fax machine. It seems to be upsetting her. I thought emails were the rage these days? Fax machines seem too outdated for my liking. I don't really even know the point of me writing this entry. I guess I'm just stuck in a world of take-away coffee, emails, getting in early, staying back late, eating lunch at your desk, sky-high heels and lipstick.
It's thrilling, it really is. It makes my world go round and round and round.

This is sick. Police shot dead a beautiful polar bear in Iceland. Why? Because they didn't have tranquillisers. Go here to read about this callous act of cruelty. Sometimes I really dislike the human race.

Just sending out a holla to all of you indie-electro punks out there!
Crooked Kids is back this Friday night at Le Panic in Kings X.
Once again, no shitty music will be heard and only the best DJ's will be seen spinning some seriously hectic tunes.
If you feel like a night out, head down to the red-light district around 10pm.
It's a cheap 10 bucks to get your sneakers in the door - just be nice to the door girl okay!

Before anyone even knew who John Mayer was, I was his biggest fan. The small minority of people that did know of him, only thought of him as the lanky loser who sang about girls' bodies being 'wonderlands'. John Mayer was my hidden obsession, my way of understanding things, he was the man I met as a trembling 17 year old, gob-smacked that this man with beautiful lips and big brown eyes had actually held my hand and kissed my cheek.
So, as you can imagine, seeing him now on the front cover of trash mags with headlines screaming 'John calls Jess fat' and 'John Mayer kisses Perez Hilton', really kinda sucks. I started to hate him and I started to believe all of his amazing songs and lyrical conversations were just lies. Fame had gobbled him up. It wasn't until this morning that I remembered he had a blog. I logged on and read an entry that made me see him as the person I once believed him to be.
He connects and operates in a world like no other. He has the ability to make us all feel equal to him, he lets us know that it's okay to feel insecure and scared sometimes.
Here's a bit of what he has to say:
"This is about the girl in her bedroom who poses in front of the camera she's awkwardly holding in her outstretched hand. She'll take a hundred photos until coming up with one she's happy with, which inevitably looks nothing like her, and after she's done poring over images of herself, will post one on her myspace page and then write something like " I don't give a f*ck what you think about me."
Go here to read his whole blog. I really do recommend it. It will leave you feeling a little more sure about yourself. A little more satisfied that we're all insecure in some way, even if we rarely show it or we eventually give way to denial. Listening to his song Clarity, may also add to the mood.

I need to whinge and whinge I will! The media make me sick to my stomach. Hopefully most of you are aware that in excess of 25 000 people have been killed (more than half of this amount are said to be children) by a horrendous cyclone in Burma. Incidentally, the day this story broke, Grant Hackett's 'pot belly' story also emerged. When deciding upon what story to put on the front page of most Newspapers - The Hackett saga won.
1. Grant doesn't have a gut you imbeciles. If you knew anything about sport and training, you'd know that your stomach can inflate from carb overload (i.e. the poor guy needs energy!).
2. 25 000 + people have died!! In excess of thousands upon thousands are left homeless, starving and in extreme despair over losing family and friends - but the people of Australia would rather criticise Hackett and his 'gut' (or, so the newspaper editor's believe)
3. If a bus blows up on the street in Afghanistan and kills 55 people, it'll barely receive a five line article on page 18 in the newspaper. But if a bus was blown up in down-town Sydney or London or New York, it would make front page for 10 days in a row and we'd be forced to relive every gruesome detail of the event for the next five years to come!
4. The last point I would like to make is... why is it, that when going to check the news on a particular news site the other day - the headlining homepage story read something along the lines of ' Corey causes a stir in the BB house'?!!
Again, 25 000 + people have died in Burma, but our media is clearly more interested in Corey, the party-boy-brat, who's been glorified by being put into a house full of dead-set drop kicks.
I am so angry at the world today - but hey, at least I got it off my chest!
Thoughts?

If you're into cool indie-electro beats and an über cool crowd, get your hot ass down to Le Panic this Anzac Day night! Crooked Kids  are launching their new night and there's a guarantee (almost as good as one written in stone) that 'NO shitty music will be played what-so-ever'. So, grab your mates and gal-pals, slap on a pair of Cheap Monday's or your best opaques and head on down to the X. Warning: No fluoro or self promotion of male anorexia allowed.
That is all. Hope to see you there!

I have just returned from a happiness conference. Yep, that's right. I went to a seminar on how to get happy. It was run by The Happiness Institute and all proceeds from the night were donated to Camp Quality - the amazing charity for sick children and their families.
100+ people gathered in a room and attentively listend to Dr. Happy (Australia’s leading expert in Positive Psychology, Dr. Timothy Sharp ) and well-known comedian Anthony Ackroyd. Many stories were told and many laughs were shared. It was amazing to look around the room and see so many faces from all walks of life. I assume most of whom were looking for answers, searching for a cure for a broken heart, grief, sickness, loss, or depression. Whatever we were all looking for, this seminar bought us a little closer to finding it. Go here to check out The Happiness Institute's website. They're a group of people merely hoping to make a difference. You can even sign up to receive daily happiness quotes, to lift your spirits. So c'mon, paste a smile on your dial and get happy!