Hello I thought that now, what with all the talk of the Antipodes, was a good time to post again and get in on the action before it becomes passe. I also take this opportunity to claim the Australian capital of Sinister for Perth, and remark that for a place so small and isolated we have done fairly well, even exporting our kind to various other parts, where they do strange things with rain, and have jobs with certain bands (although, when theres rain I personally like to enact the seminal scene from Singin in the Rain and pretend to be Gene Kelly.) *** BRIEF PUBLIC ANNOUCEMENT*** Speaking of exports, I shall soon be joining the ranks and armed only with the knowledge of Canada that comes from episodes of Degrassi (Junior) HIIIIIIIGH I shall be making my way to VANCOUVER for some months soonish. Yes Kids, if you live in VANCOUVER or know anything about it, or even have visited it in your dreams, you can contact me and tell me about it. I reward nice people by buying them alcohol. Things to do before I go: * watch more episodes of Degrassi so I am down with the lingo * practice calling pieces of currency comical names * Go to a PERTH PICNIC. Thats right picnickers its all on in Perth. The plan so far is to have it on the 30th of November, so that should be plenty of time for you all to re-organise your busy social calendars (even though I KNOW that nearly half of you are unemployed). It can be a farewell before the population of Perth sinister once again becomes decimated, cause you know, its Perth, all the hipsters leave Its THE LAW.* New people are always welcome (and I know that you exist because a girl in my class told me about YOU). Details are sketchy but we thought we could go to Kings Park, mainly because Terry only has to walk down the road and hes a lazy sod. We may organise food and tremendously over-cater like last time, so best to email me. Although if you bring alcohol to share no one will mind if you dont bring any food. *****RAMBLE***** I have spent a lot of time recently photocopying pages and pages of a record of my heartbeat. Im not quite sure what I shall do with them, but perhaps I will wallpaper my room. At any case I am surely keeping it for posterity. You see, I had to have some tests on my ticker and the doctor said heres the monitor for 24 hours, do what you normally do. So I decided that normally on this night (few months ago) I would have gone to see the Lucksmiths who were playing, so I took the monitor along as it was easily concealable although I did fool some people into thinking I was bootlegging when I flashed it around. Thats because it looked like a tape deck, because thats all the high tech machinery I DID have on me. They were, in fact, recording my heart beat for medical purposes onto a cassette. I shot a quizzical look at the nurse when she produced it and hooked me up. Apparently medical science hasnt kept up with the massive developments in recording technology as well as the music industry. Anyhow, now I have a record of my heart at a Lucksmiths gig. Its great. I wish I kept a better record of the night though, (like: 8.10 The Luckies told joke about flying in and how their arms were tired) but I am pretty sure I can see the way my heart fluttered when Marty walked past and I poured over it today and noted oooh, that must have been when they played Frisbee. Except they didnt play Frisbee, I remember that now, because I remember being annoyed. Speaking of What Bird is that I had a copy of this out the other day checking out the birds. Here, however, I am talking about the book, not the album, and birds of the feathered kind which have nested in our tree. The little ones have hatched now, you can just see their heads. I plan on making myself wings and joining in on their flying lessons. But the best thing is watching their mother attack everything that comes close, and these tiny birds take on the big magpies with tremendous courage. Go team! Segueing like a maniac, Helen * When I say this is THE LAW I mean it. I got an odd phone call at first in the middle of the night, tipping me off, and sure enough I got my first hipster caution the other day. The incredibly hipster policeman (cause if you cant beat them ) told me that this town wasnt hip enough for the both of us. Apparantly they had a tip off. So I packed my bags to hot tail it out of here. Although I did wonder if they had made some mistake. It turns out that they had, and I got a very apologetic phone call from a hipster secretary, who expressed deep regret at their mistake, and informed me that happily they had re-checked their sources and found I only met two of the ten hip criterion, so I was allowed to stay. 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