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CJ? What did you do on your birthday?
"I was in a dance contest, I rode in an ambulance, and snuck into a demolition derby. XD " Well, the nochy before, around midmoon, I moved from gathering to gathering exclaiming my birthdayness and making exquisite corpses with everyone I met. Whoa, "creature"; I've never noticed the punny linguism there.
Three dudes gave me beers as giftywifts lol. Though I didn't peet them, they're chilling out all fridgid, *saves for the right moment.*
The next morning a few of us droogs wanted to iddy about the old cliffdive (40 feet! with the nom de plume "Taylor's Mistake"), but plans fell through. Also, tsunami warning lmao from a spicy earthquake. A few of my good mates had been down by the sandlands that morning, and were crossed whether to gtfo or watch the show from up high, though the waterworks never made their appearance.
Instead a kind ptitsa sold me her ticket to Amp It Up II, this bolshy concert of big names at the amphitheatre which I would be sure to slooshy reggae overful.
I could also be sure to find free sausages. My first week here I ate SEVENTEEN. Seventeen sausages. (Some starry chelloveck from Antarctica I met at a bar-beque tried to tell me they called them "bangers" here, as was proper en zed slanguage. LOL I imagine myself most humourly misled. (Which gives me ideas -- I messel I could say anything about American culture XD))
The concert was like most concerts-- long long queues for $5 drinks and $4 meat pies. (They've really worked down to a science how to play crast pretty polly from the lewdies.)
Check out this dude's hair -->
I'll say it. Reggae is alright. I feel there's not enough innovation. It's everywhere, but what have people really done with it? And I love when reggae finds its way into other genres, but on its own? The same off-beat rhythm (kinda too slow for my taste in movement), the same chord progressions (root minor to flat7th minor in like every song). The music barely explores any territory harmonically. The same singing about Ja, the emperor, and blazing rastamen. Though you gotta love how the bass speaks underneath it all. Mmmmmmmmm mm m m mmmmmm.
Enter dubstep. My new love. Most of it kind of blows, but there's some AWESOME stuff out there. Psytrancey, glitchy, noisy, mathy, cerebral sounds. This one song I heard was heavily influenced by hardcore punk/math metal -- I swear I heard a polyrhythmic breakdown that sounded like it came directly from Meshuggah.
Then this hip-hop duo came on. Pretty cool, I was dancing my butt off on my own, until some dude rando-grabbed me and pulled me into his group of friends LMAO. At the end of their set they announced a dance contest. A couple of tipsy devotchkas battled it, one clearly smoother than the other. Then King Kapisi ordered a handful of us malchicks iddy into the circle and show off oneatatime. I thought "psh, easy, kiwis can't dance, everyone here is just drunk, this is mine".
I cartwheeled into the circle and went all turbo as I do. What a thrill ><, I could feel all the eyes on me. I could sense the strange loops, all the minds which had quieted themselves to absorb my act of chaotic movement.
Come before my turn though this Asian veck oozed a most smooth poplock, packaged very cleanly, hip thrust from the ground included. The crowd favored him most, just barely skinning a lead. (I realize now I was trying to beat him at his own game. I messel I had attempted similar poplock when I ought to have rather wiggled my own style confidencefull.)
People were coming up to me afterward telling me how awesome I was lmao.
Mmm, I returned to the flat, and the family adventured off to the auto races.
We (James, Krista, me) took a spin in the back of Gemma's ambulance lmao. (she's an EMT for St. John's; she was on duty saving racecarrs from flames and broken necks; she sneaked all of us in lmao) LMFAO ambulence, so cool. The first time we got her to sound the sirens on a sidestreet.
I laid on the stretcher and tried to imagine myself in an emergency situation, unsure of impending death or manglement, the feeling of being pulled toward the hospital like a highly magnetized particle, my consciousness (my decisions) pulling the ambulance. I imagined writing a book about all my thoughts. I imagined if I was ever in an awesome situation like that I would want Mr Sans with me. Bog! Watching those autos anti-clockwise about, never was a more content feeling.
 I imagined I was from 100 years ago, seeing this for the first time. My mind blown like "o_o wtf. What are these things. Humans made them? I've never seen anything so fast. And loud. And we just smash them together LOL" I was imagining the astoundedness of youth culture when cars first came about. I imagined totally getting my own, racing them. In the 50s I totally would've raced cars.
The terminology is kind of different from here. But there were super fast cars similar to NASCAR. And they drive anti-clockwise all the same, seats on the left side (I had to pause for a moment, left-sided drivers feel weird to me). Then there were smaller, taller, more mario-kartish cars which went regular fast. And there were actual cars (these guys went clockwise) which went slower (souped up coupes lol).
So cool, how the autos powerslide around the corners, launching hailstorms of dirtballs into the audience. I got up real close and got doubleplus pelted a few times. I imagined the track was made of peanutbutter, with balls of peanutbutter flying into my mouth, and all the children running and trying to pick up all the pieces.
And at the end there was A DEMOLITION DERBY!!!!
 Like 28 cars went on the track, all painted awesome. And they all tried to destroy each other. LMFAO. The announcer was all witty and sarcastic and chuckling to himself, inciting conflict between racers, it was hilarious. By the end there were just all these dead cars with smoke rising out of them, with a few stragglers still battling it out amidst the pile of corpses. LMFAO. I was SO completely enthralled in it.
I would LOVE o_o o_o
o_o LOVE to demoderb (rant)
We rode home in the ambulance lmao.

Awesome birthday >< Thank you all for your lovely emails/comments [:
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LMFAO, AWESOME!!!!
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O droog, the most horrorshow of days selfcelebration you report! Makes my old beater go pit pats all fast and excited like. Leave the starrys in the sky and keep on skvattin' the sladky sloochat XD
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"Skvattin' the sladky sloochat " I like that. It's kind of like "live in the present" Like, grabbing hold of the present moment, in all its sweetness
And fuck yeah Isaac it's the best here. I'll write about more adventures!
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Aw CJ, so cool. I wish I was at the derby!
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February 22nd - lmao
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Another fucking thing for me to keep tabs on?
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Another fucking thing for me to keep tabs on?
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Shit
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xD
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haha literal tabs
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This site is on all my tabs.
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February 22nd - Dude. I'm in New Zealand. o_o
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 wtf I've been here for 11 days.
Hullo mate, the sun's bugger all flakeskin yep? We got bungee, kayak, zorbin', trampin', climbin', drum n' bass, and it feels a lot like another part of America that was too awesome to stick around and had to go off on its own adventures. Hmm.
I bought a KG of peanutbutter and finished it in a week. A KILOGRAM. That's 50 servings. That's 7 servings a day. Daily, that's 84% of my protein, 98% of my fat, and 42% of my calorie needs. Whoa.
Monday 22/ First class day. Developmental Psychology, my teacher reminds me of some character I'd imagine from Matilda.
History of Maori peoples -- fuck yes! Yet another indigenous group white people fucked over and colonized, though in the last few decades there's been a cultural renaissance. Check this out, they have FACIAL tattoos. How much more badass can you get?
 Biology of Psychology -- Neuroscience class woo! I'm technically not enroled, but I'm awesome so I'm going to all the lectures ><
I really just want to learn everything about myself. I'm going to find more lectures to invade.
I went to the Maori center and made myself free coffee from their kitchen.
Freaking love coffee, the state-dependent-memory of being caffeinated is really great, although optimally difficult to maintain, what with tolerance and withdrawal.
I just feel really creative and focused, like more than usual (which is quite a bit). Like, if I'm in a tangle of metacognition, caffeine makes me laugh at it all -- some kind of meta-metacognitive-humor.
Caffeinated, I wrote this awesome doodle-poetry about insects, cosmic rays, animal intelligence, and strange loops in nature.

Then I went to this noise/indie show with Health (USA) and some other local bands. The first band, this indie rock group of young kids, was really friggen cool. I was surprised that people actually dance to rock here. My mind was blown because I recognized people are supposed to dance to music LMAO.
We rocked and it rocked. I crowd surfed 3 times. There were two floors with two sets of bands playing. Genius, one played while the other set up. No gaps! DUH. (ppl are so smart here). I made really good friends with this kid in plaid whose name I forget. He crowd surfed 12 times LMAO, and I kept helping him out.
At one point I was able to reach the ceiling, grabbed on to this pipe, and pulled myself up. I tried to do a backflip, but there was this cement block in the way, and I didn't want to chance it.
Before Health the plaid kid and I went downstairs. There was no band playing, except background music. So we got in the center and started dancing LMAO. We did popping, locking, liquiding, two step, skanking, jumping over each other, diverolls, him jumping into my arms and me spinning him around, and all that good stuff. Everyone was watching us. LOL. Who does that?
I freaking love Health. Their first album at least. It's this really spastic, experimental, noise rock. Mathy, kinda zorny. Their older stuff is more danceable. The kiwis weren't really into it lmao, but my jaw was hanging in awe.
The kid and I talked later for like an hour about music, singing and dancing. He LOVES streetlight manifesto, and we were singing "This'll be the Day that I die whooa-ohoh" and "I got a gun in my hand but the gun won't cock my finger's on the trigger but the trigger seems locked" and skankin' about. He loves the Doors, especially People are Strange. We sang "when you're strange... faces come out of the rain.. when you're strange.. no one remembers your name.. when you're strange.. when you're strange.. when youre..... straaange" LMAO. (I felt nicely prepared for that one XD) I totally imagined us starting a band. But I forget his name and email. Oh well.
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*GASP* You found the Misty Mountains! All you need to do now is cross them and make for Lothlorien
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*GASP* You found the Misty Mountains! All you need to do now is cross them and make for Lothlorien
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*GASP* You found the Misty Mountains! All you need to do now is cross them and make for Lothlorien!
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I think I'm developing a stutter.
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DO THEY HAVE NOS!?!?!
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DO THEY HAVE NOS!?!?!
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Take a photo of your Developmental Psychology teacher? Ooooh, or draw her.
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 xd@mb LOTR adventures soon to come!!!!
We drink MOTHER here
"MuhTILLda!!"
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Is that a Matilda reference?! Trunchbull! the Chokey! (If not, completely disregard.)
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February 15th - Rainbowhead, have you gold at the end of your rainbow?
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http://s841.photobucket.com/albums/zz332/pinguinbucket/?action=view¤t=rj.jpg
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:):):):) pinguin!!
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LMFAO THE LAMP
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I didn't even notice the lamp XD Total creeper.
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February 13th - Collecting weird NZ candy
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yes, those are gummy teeth :E
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Zombie Chews : A Holocaust in Every Bite!
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EH, WHY you NO EAT ah Gummi Pizza? "ahh Tony it's a not-a real" youRE nOT-a real neither! Waita just a sec... TRONI?? ImposTER! Imposter In my-a pasta!"
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You're just an impasta!
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Natural Licorice Log, sounds like a cool screen name.
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LMAO@andrew
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February 13th - Set the dial to awesome
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c|:{o sir you cannot climb this roof
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February 11th - HFS
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Is "Butterfly" your dad?
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The. . .erm, I don't know what specific type of fractal is going on right here but it's really pretty ^^
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o-o I can do anything
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LOL@dad existentialism... MUCH encouraged here!
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February 11th - What we want is a transparent plane
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I felt very similar feelings when arriving in MO about the lack of adventure. The invisible plane idea solves it fittingly.
http://mlartsource.com/images/34.jpg
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LMFAO@stoic sounding comment vs picture
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S A J J M A M [F] J 2009
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