malice

Tickets sold. Bam. Spiceweasel.

Have two tickets for the sold out Lamb gig at The Prince Bandroom tonight. Paid $120, would like to recoup some of the costs, but mostly just want them to not be wasted.

Lamb on stage at 10pm.

PM me or sms on 0419 625 423 if you are keen.

Am having fangirly fantasies of Peaches joining Joan Jett for 'Bad Reputation/I Don't Give a Fuck'.

I'm getting really tired of places being advertised as having X amount of bedrooms, and then it turns out that one or more of those 'bedrooms' is actually a living room/dining room/storage closet.

Or the place I looked at this morning - advertised as having a bungalow. Bungalow has a collapsed roof and may or may not be made accessible for the tenants.

Sad times.

Why have I booked a week in the country over that ENTIRE FUCKING WEEK? headdesk

Whenever there is an Australian tour of a band I love, I tend to go a bit mental with their back catalogue in the lead up to the gig, and often in the weeks following it too.

Then I get over it and obsess about another artist/album/genre/whatever.

Saganaki Burger? Oh, hello.

Man, there used to be free pizza. Sad times.

They're not eager, just a bit inept.

Or they are disgruntled announcers who have been forced to pull a couple of phone room shifts when really they'd prefer to be talking shit and eating the free pizzas.

Mine looks a little concerned that his tail and legs seem to have fallen off.