serial killer
so there is this crazy guy round Adelaide who is very much into his bands…. last night I was talking to him, and on two separate occasions without an appropriate segue he brought up serial killers and knew facts about each serial killer in south australia. He said he was in band and he wrote a song about snowtown and sang something like ‘in snowtown don’t go to the bank’

brilliant.

Now I don’t know and have never met anybody who talks about serial killers twice in one conversation…rarely do I get a conversation about it once. After I finished talking to him D and I looked at each other eyes wide open and at the same time declared “oh my god that guy is a serial killer”. D then pointed out that as we were leaving jive one week earlier he shouted to us ‘don’t run into any serial killers’, I had forgotten about that. Seriously who says that? AAAAND when he laughs he laughs likesome sort of cartoon villain ‘MWA-HA-HA-HA!’. Anyway I decided last night that I would blog this because if i’m found in some barrel half corroded by acid then you know where to find him.

rip
so i confronted my interview fear and won and so while i'm on this roll i've decided to tackle another one of my great fears and booked myself in to get waxed for the first time. i plan to take it like a girl and down 2 panadiene forts and a couple glasses of wine before i go in. I might even bring something i can bite on, no doubt she'll think im strange but what can you do? anyway depending on how this all goes i may tackle my wisdom teeth before a major infection ensues. it's all about priority.

please
shoot me if i ever get in front of dj craig's camera again