Friday, July 29, 2005

I Like The Way You Move...

God Does Exist. he likes me, he really does. the world has aligned itself in such a way that I was being paid while I watched a pole-dancer practice her art. It's a sweet gig if you can get it.

Having an interesting discussion about religion with Linz at the moment, and it's an example of why MSN is a useful tool for conversation on such issues. in real life, I would've gone and got another drink by now, and gotten bored and circled around the same point. when your words are there in front of you, it's easier to articulate what you want to say - but even then, you can never quite get it across the right way. how can an abstract idea turn into words, and be understood exactly the same way by another person?

understanding the satisfaction of being entertained at work isn't nearly as complicated. posted by Keegan at 7:57 pm ... 0 comments

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

Oh My God, Becky - Look At Her Butt

Killer fun today, free food and more eye candy than you could poke a stick at. Though a lot of it did bring to mind a troppo conversation with the girls, refining the distinction between attractive and hot - that attractive girls are not necessarily hot, while hot girls aren't necessarily attractive. but the sheer volume of promo girls floating about meant that there were hot and attractive girls, though at the end of the day, the public were often more attractive.

I'll save what few juicy bits there were for later, something to talk about y'know? definately gonna buy somethin tomorrow, only $10 and it'll be so much fun, at least when I've got someone to play with...

but If you're here, I know you're bored, so ch-ch-check it out;
Take On Chris...
Epic Telemovie - I want SNL. bad. posted by Keegan at 6:13 pm ... 0 comments

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Eeep.

I've bought 6 Items off ebay in the past week, this is a bit nuts when I look at my feedback and realise that I've averaged about one purchase a month, and almost half of those were made by my bro in my name. it's a lot to spend in my situation, I really don't have this much money to throw around, which kinda makes actually learning the guitar more important. I can't just let it sit in the corner going rusty after this much investment. especially because if i put enough time into it, it'll become a relaxing recreational activity, when I just can't study I'll be able to peace out for a couple of minutes, and then get back into it.

good to see so many people freshenin their blogs, but still gonna link to the best page in the universe. reminded me not to get cocky. 3 hits a day isn't a lot. there's no such thing as a fan base, just a bunch of friends who've got not much else to do, and something to talk about when we meet up.

Sexpo tomorrow. It's gonna be wierd. maybe something worthy of an entry will occur. posted by Keegan at 10:23 am ... 0 comments

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Penetrating The Bureaucracy!

ah-ha! take that bureaucracy! though it was annoying to journey all the way to Mac for a subject change, it is on it's way to being processed. though the subjects are great, they're not all great, and some don't teach the way I like it - full of group work and mini-presentations, a major essay and a minor essay, and a piddly little exam at the end with the questions pre-arranged and prepared for. which is why I did better in subjects organised that way at Ourimbah.

The Bureaucracy there was a peice of cake, provided you knew what you were doing. This "credit point" thing mac's got goin is just plain weird, along with all the other gripes in the "Things I Don't Like About Mac" List (the Architecture, the overcrowded library, SAM). I'm coming around to the thought that I woulda been smarter to head to U SYD, with the more activist population it woulda been a barrel of laughs. sure. but with four subjects to go, at least for this degree, I want to end it on a high note, better marks than last semester.

But Why Bureaucracy? there's a lot of Jokes about red tape, and I'm starting to like the idea of being an efficiency expert (think Lucy Liu in Charlies Angels, only the leather skirt doesn't show off my legs as well). I'd still prefer a cubbyhole deep within the core of DFAT, a little block on my desk saying something along the lines of "energy supply division". I'll be the one they'll be running to when the Proverbial hits the Fan.

This whole doomsday thing is a nice way to distract myself from thinking about the future - hey, what future? - and when i'm browsing Borders I find myself attracted to this little mini-section within gardening, which, along with some useful tomes on Permaculture, has the survival guides for after the event. whatever the event is, youc an be sure those with that book are prepared and are surviving. I'll be organising a foraging party into Borders, preferably during the rioting, to capture these books. also Kinikunimya, there was a really good one there. A bit tougher, and probably closer to Ground Zero (being Australia, probably ground 54), but just one of the better guides.

Where will you be when the Revolution begins? posted by Keegan at 1:06 pm ... 0 comments

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Monday, July 25, 2005

Rock On, Gypsy Soldier.

The Guitar came today, and it's sweet. I sound awful, but I haven't got bored and i'm resenting not playing right this minute. Also resenting no lead with the guitar to connect it to The Amp, and resenting The Amp a little for having a headphone port that is too big for the jack on my headphones.

Working a major event, which'll be interesting to say the least, and rewarding enough to cover the expenses of The Guitar. Sexpo is something that people are more interested in this year, now that people are having fun with "it".

There's not much going on that I want to talk about, but I'm hoping to have an absinthe party at some point, even if we just end up watching the green fairy scene in moulin rouge over and over again, perhaps when the black stallion finishes soccer, and his filly's got a weekend off to shore up the numbers. Jen's'll be fun this sat, hopefully. I'll just spend this last week wondering how to get there... posted by Keegan at 4:00 pm ... 0 comments

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

"I'll Never Join You!"

At least someone's angry with me, and willing to go through the implications in detail. Things were looking peachy keen for a while there, enough people seeming to understand the situation, but no. It was a bad thing to have done, and the justifications don't stack up against the damage caused.

only seems like it took five minutes to resolve my own feelings of injustice, but it took longer. Justifying this kind of behavior as acceptable in the wake of such an event can only go so far, and it's gone far enough. I might not be looking for love, but just cos I ain't lookin' don't mean I have to turn to the dark side. The experience and skills I've developed don't have to be used for evil purposes, and I don't have to stay bitter forever just because I'm not naive.

It is possible to care for a woman without being in love, or being a sleaze - it's a far better way to be the way I am right now. It's possible to fall in love, and for that to be a good thing - it's not always a sucker's game and just cos you lucked out once, doesn't mean you have to stop playing.

sometimes i think i'm a sleaze when i'm drunk because I want to make trouble, but it's really cos I don't have the guts to be undrunk and talk to cute girls. that my mates aren't going out with. when it was just the boys out, they used to call it courage, when it was drunken desparation. I still only sleep on half of the bed, so maybe i don't want to be as single as i think i do.

having said that, treat your women with some respect, because i'm not the only sleaze out there. if they respect you back, you won't have to be paranoid about lawnmowers. posted by Keegan at 12:12 pm ... 0 comments

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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

No One Knows....

Home Alone. Kev's gone off to Splendour in the Grass, and i've been up since before 5am so no way I'm heading down to Largo tonight... Instead I'm considering how to fill in the time till he gets back, and Tony Hawk Underground should do the trick, only $25 at EB. At least till my Guitar comes thru the post, and I start pluckin away scales, learning how to tune the bastard, and breaking a string or two in the process.

Why Guitar? well, to be be honest I've been getting sick of sitting on that sinking grey couch every night watching the same repeats (M*A*S*H*, half an hour of net, simpsons neighbours BB then whatever's on), and I know it'll be a challenge, cos it's been so long since I learnt piano, but it'll be welcome tension relief between work and uni, relief that doesn't suck the energy out of you like TV does.

I'm trying to develop a drinks night on Fri after the 9-5ers get off work, startin this Fri as it's Spider's (formerly Sentimental, I'm still workin on this name thing, but it should settle into a pattern within a month) 21st on Sat, and it warrants a bit of event making. We'll see what goes down. posted by Keegan at 4:28 pm ... 0 comments

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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Everybody's Talking At Me...

And most of them are inside my head. Telling me that in exchange for this eBay Purchase today, I can't go and see sin city tonight (though I would be doing so alone), and I can't go out tomorrow night unless a bizzare twist of events occur on the way to work tomorrow before 6am. It was a fairly big purchase, and a chancy one, but I'd dread having to sink all of my Tax Rebate on neccesities, or another dvd or two...

I'm understanding more about the events of saturday, and have even had confirmation that my behaviour matches that of back in the day in venturers by one who saw it first hand. Sigh, she understood totally. The eyes of this girl today though, I'm not sure what to think. Maybe I'm not seeking couplehood for now, despite the security and comfort it brings (or one thinks it brings).

Just that if I'm going to be a crazy single, keep it outside where it won't do any harm. And don't get blind - it doesn't work. posted by Keegan at 7:17 pm ... 0 comments

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Sunday, July 17, 2005

Lucy, You Got Some 'Splainin To Do...

First, More Stallions. Canadian Stallion, Mullet Stallion, and from wednesday Black Stallion.

Second, No Excuses. I'll stand by my actions, Alcohol only influenced the choices I made. Now sober, I would state for the record that I would have done the same thing in that situation.

I lived up to the Slutty Stallion way, adding another link in the map that binds our group together, and caused a fair amount of ruckus for doing so. Though the Little One in the Yellow Car had some valid points, driving up to crackneck didn't affect a thing. we'd been talking since we got there, drving away to crackneck gave us both time to think, especially considering how long it took me to find the bloody lookout. lil' yellow pulled up as I was about to return, having just got off the phone to the Sentimental Stallion, and returning to the party to sort it out with him.

Highly amusing situation getting 'busted'. I'm seeing some venturer tendencies recurring in these situations, and all that I'd learnt over a two year relationship with the Ex didn't change a thing now it's over. I loved a girl back in the movement, something passionate that I could never take the first step towards. So I took that step wherever I could find it, and it never felt right cos it wasn't with her. Racing from one doomed relationship to the next, knowing that no matter how much I wanted this to be right, It wouldn't be her and I couldn't make it work. Now no-one's filling the gap she left, I'm left without direction and these old habits that just don't have any point to them.

I am a Slut. not ashamed, nor proud, just am. I'm a terrible sleaze, and I'm planning to make more of an effort to be less so, though it won't change my slutty core. As long as I'm without that burning desire, slutty behaviour will be in search of that passion.

Beratement welcome, leave a comment or whenever I see y'all be sure to give me a piece of your mind. Sentimental was closer to her afterwards than he ever would've been had I done nothing, and I'm at peace with that. posted by Keegan at 11:47 am ... 0 comments

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Thursday, July 14, 2005

Drunken Phone Fun.

I'm such a shit-stirrer. I don't know what I thought I was doing (though Mr. Southern Comfort could tell me), but there were a lot of msgs that lay testimony to the simple fact that when I'm drunk, I like to give myself something to yell at me for. A round of applause if you will, for it took a keen intellect blunted by punishing amounts of alcohol to come up with the gems that poured from my mobile, flying through the ether to girls who returned replies of amusement, confusion, but luckily I find little annoyance, 'cept from the one that was there in person last night to witness the depravity of the slutty one (me).

A New Stallion, The Homewrecker was nicknamed, (without any bitterness, thanks for gettin me out of it bud), and we recalled The Smelly One.

If I hadn't have caught the first minute of House, M.D., I may not have been so crazy last night, but that baby was like, so cute. And those news reports reminding us how often people my age were already married with a kid or two back in the 70s. Missing out on that job yesterday, and facing the barrell of another semester of uni, I sought release, and it comes in bottle form. Here and now I can sit and think about what happened, But last night I had a good time, felt on top of the world, confident beyond words. and for all the groans and yelling, I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

After I get over this hangover. posted by Keegan at 1:50 pm ... 0 comments

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Are You Old Enough?

I've been wondering how mature I am these days. particularly in the aspects of life that require maturity. Jobs, Relationships, Fiscal Aptitude (as long as i get my rent paid on friday, it don't bother me none....) . Introspection's been pretty much most of my existence, pondering that great eternal "who am i?", but I've got a lot on my mind, without any particular reason. Escaping into a book (rather a series, book 3 of Earth's Children in the past 4 days...) only delays things.

Am I looking for a relationship with a person, or just comfort? do I want a career, or to dick around for another couple of years, travelling and taking random work as it comes? I've mentioned the craving for America. Horden's great fun working, would the prospective career be as rewarding? as fun? Livin away from home brings with it consistent costs, and limits the kind of travel I could partake in. not a holiday, rather living in another world. just being this side of the river's changed me. another country?

Picking up carpet tiles today, my willingness and the satisfaction the works' brought in the four shifts since wednesday, it's been great doing something. even though the money'll dissapear like that *snaps fingers*. harry potter on saturday, rent by monday, home line within ten days and optus down the line, and electricity getting closer, these things tell me to take a career.

America. a single semester of Uni and then a Degree. The lack of responsibility. I still want to be a kid, playin about, without a tie choking me. posted by Keegan at 8:31 pm ... 0 comments

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Thursday, July 07, 2005

One Is The Lonliest Number.

Sigh. Maybe Job-Share'd work. Interview went well, thou everything seemed to expand like on a drug-trip. Heightened the senses. Hardly seemed worth giving up largo with... last night. Ate maccas too, and it's lost any magic it held over me, it was just another burger, full of grease to get my mind off the dissapointment that the position wasn't part time.

So therein lie the reasons for the heading - one in the job would be lonely, the two of us job sharin not so bad. one goin to bed early on a wednesday night - a Wednesday, I mean come on! - even asked if i was goin out. this is getting frustrating. workin hard for the money, tomorrow I'll be doin menial labour for roughly the same hourly rate i'd be getting full time at the magic job i didn't quite get today. posted by Keegan at 9:38 pm ... 0 comments

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Workin' Hard For The Honey...

$64. Minus Tax. In exchange for which, I laid out some carpet squares, possibly 200sqm. and to discover to my frustration that going out to largo to watch the final orgin would have benificial reprecussions. sigh. It's my decision, because this job's worth a lot.

Imagine, a Career path through the American (or Canadian) offices, a key component in a check on the wild extremities of American power. woah.

Not the best interview to turn up hungover to. No Sir. especially not if i've got the dopey grin and demeanor of someone smitten... "Huh? Wha?... uh, My Interests include Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain..."

It's been annoying to watch the sun catch the apartments above us, and when we catch ourselves outside with a spare moment, basking in the sun's warmth is a little pleasure too little indulged in. we must be committing a Vitamin D shortage.

I Miss the sun, fast food, the touch of a good woman, and for all it's foils, America. posted by Keegan at 2:56 pm ... 0 comments

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Monday, July 04, 2005

Disco Down and Boogie On.

I've spent the past half hour beginning the design for a fresh mix tape, one to replace another that gave good service over the years. Time needed occupying, and after hearing Rolling Stones - Angie, was compusled towards this project.

All who've seen a couple of movies and some television has heard Barry White, Otis Redding, Al Green, Marvin Gaye, etc provide the accompaniment to a successful docking. Because of the obviousness of their genre, it rather limits their usefulness unless being laughed at was part of the plan. And while there's nothing wrong with fun in the bedroom, car, bathroom, office (wherever), the particular aim here is a certain mood. If you want a gag cd, then trawl through movie soundtracks and you'll soon get enough.

That being said, the more obscure the better, the last thing you want her to do is start singing along, unless she's got a schoolgirl uniform on and Hit Me Baby One More Time is playin. That's more likely to be her idea, if it's on a Mix Tape it's gonna be a little wierd. Personal fave has been Waiting On An Angel - Ben Harper. Acousitic, Slow, Male Singer for preference though Dusty Springfield's got it goin on for The Look of Love, which does however border on the gag track for it's place in a few movies.

Slow and Melancholy is kind of the theme, if the song's about love, lost or having, it'll help. think about it like, if you've spent time enough to put music on, you'll be takin it slow.

this is gonna be harder than I thought.

So Far;

Rolling Stones - Angie
Ben Harper - Waiting On An Angel
Oasis - Wonderwall (It's got sentimental, especially for our generation. Strings and Acoustic)
Dusty Springfield - The Look Of Love
Al Green - Let's Stay Together
Simon and Garfunkel - America
Neil Diamond - Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon (It's A Bit Fast, But Still...)

and even then i'm not content with the content, here's hopin an extended trawl through the albums will pay off... posted by Keegan at 4:50 pm ... 1 comments

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Sunday, July 03, 2005

I'll Dispense With The Pleasantries

How did I get to be such a slut? The Five Stallions were sitting around last night, braying and champing at the bit, and with a tongue loosened by a scant few beers, I was soon off riffing away with Bec about the intricacies of sexual conduct, and The Stallions ended up Branded - The Shackled One, The Nail-O-Matic, The Perve, passing on the other Stallion for a moment and ending with The Slut.

Justifiable since the Ignoble Collapse, and Warranted in an earlier era, I've no complaints. Strutted through the city with the pride of it, catching the eye of more than one attractive girl and savouring the feeling reminded me how all too easy it was, and how it's my Default Mode. remembering at one point I had a choice, and I took the hard one to enter a relationship.

But more what was asked last night was for the Dispensation of some choice nuggets of advice, hints and handy tools for the wolf on the prowl. The thing is, there's no special trick, no magic line. The successes I've had have all come from an atmosphere, and the attitude that results, and the praticed application of that attitude while the atmosphere exists.

I don't want to end up sounding like it's just natural ability, because the droughts have been long and dry. They've filled me with doubt, developing a negative feed-back loop of whichc my escape was rarely of my own making.

More explanations are probably required. not tonight. later, perhaps. comments, please. posted by Keegan at 6:32 pm ... 0 comments

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