Hey there

This is about the third time I've gone to make an entry in the past 24 hours and my plans have been circumvented somehow each time. I've overcome my problems now though -- feel free to congratulate me -- and am now trying to write something before the thunderstorm that crashed around us before decides to come back to terrorise us a second time.

It's been an eventful day and a half in a bizarrely non-eventful kind of way. In that I mean that a lot of little things that are meaningful to me have happened none of which are particularly life changing.

For example:

I went to a concert on Friday night which was heaps of fun. A bunch of punk bands played and they were all alright. Punk is alright in my books but then I enjoy pretty much any kind of music as long as it's performed well, and dislike almost every kind of music when it's performed badly. These punk bands were cool on the whole, except for the first one whose name I won't mention just in case this blog one day becomes famous and I get sued for slander or defamation. The highlight band for me was Halfway Out though, which are actually a ska band. They went off. I would have suffered through much worse punk just to see those guys.

After the concert we went for gelato which was both highly enjoyable and highly recommended but the live entertainment was even better. Next to the gelato place was Showgirls or something similar, and there was this drunk guy trying to teach the bouncer out the front kung fu. Chris pretty much summed it up when, while we were sitting there watching, he sighed, "I love this show!"

The next morning I was on my way to an underwear party (not as kinky as it sounds, nor as fun as it may sound to some either... it's like a tupperware party except you buy undies instead. Avoid at all costs) when my sister and I drove past a garage sale. Eager to put off looking through direct-order underwear catalogues for as long as possible, we stopped off to see the merchandise. Imagine my rapturous surprise when I discovered an OLD SCHOOL 70s RECORD PLAYER there for only $30! I've been wanting a record player for about 6 months so of course I bought it and alternated between hop-skip-jumping back to the car and tiptoeing whilst cradling my precious purchase like a newborn baby. I was elated for the rest of the afternoon, helping me in my endeavour to be interested in Hanky Panky Lilac Chemises and matching Lolita Bustier and Bikini sets. Eventually I made it back home again and hurried upstairs to test out my baby, only to discover that the turntable didn't rotate! What a let down. I took it back to the guy who sold it to me who was uber-nice and not only gave me my money back (which I doubted he would) but actually offered to take it to work and get one of his colleagues to see if he could fix it. Superstar! So I may get my record player after all. Now all I need is some records.

Since then we had an amazingly violent storm last night which ripped down many trees in the next suburb down from us (we're not as close to the river and so are more protected) and took out our power last night. So I went to bed at about 8pm -- it wouldn't have happened without the blackout but it was sorely needed. Even now I'm still tired.

Well the thunder's warming up again so I'd better go before the computer carks it.

Everyone loves a ska band,

Teegs