Splendour 2009: Part One

I am writing this in bed from Brunswick Heads staying at this cute cottage crammed with 6 of us all awaiting Splendour, I'm the only girl here and it becomes really obvious when I realise most of the people in this cottage have never been around a woman other than their mother.

I have been in a car for twelve hours today and I didn't get a single wink of sleep last night or today I'm a wee bit wired, every month towards the end I usually have this odd convergence of my menstrual period/ the busiest time at work and general family and personal dilemmas that haunt me always and I think I'm coming down with a cold my throat is swollen and sore.

Oh well on Saturday I will get to see'The Specials' live and it will all be worth it.

Stupid digestive tract.

I wish I had money

so I could buy this necklace or

this brooch ( I really am so in love with you why is shipping so expensive)

or this necklace

I spent all my money on Quinoa, Amaranth and coconut flour and other hippy gluten free bullshit, all so I can live a fucking longer and happier life without being a gas bag.

But what's the fucking point if I can't have a toucan brooch.

Life was so much easier when I lived off Mi Goreng and toast and spent the money I had left over on new clothes, ahh those were the days.

Stupid digestive tract.

On my way to open bar I mean work function. To drink, and discuss the annual results, whilst drinking and eating. Last years one was the drunkest I had ever been. I apparently propositioned a former party pash i bumped into on the bus ride home and stole a bag of garlic being used for decoration. But I usually pinch stuff when drunk.

Long lost things I am looking for #1

I remember seeing this movie when I was probably ten, and then while blog surfing someone mentioned it and now memories have been triggered.

I need to find this movie and watch it now.

I also need to get a hold of Blythe Spirit

I'm going to go and pick some of those wild stawberries

Cardigan: SARA
Top: Vigilante Labs via Etsy
Skirt: Autograph
Stockings: razzamatazz
Shoes: Evans

I'm going to go and pick some of those wild stawberries, originally uploaded by kimberly.lives.

I got a package from here, and I'm ever so impressed, I got some wacky printed tanks and even a scratch and sniff one.

I'm also posting this picture as I want my brothers opinion of my new big arse black plastic glasses, I love them but as they say boys don't make passes at girls that wear glasses especially when she purchased them for the specific purpose of looking a bit more dorky.

I do really like the whole outfit today I feel like me but also slightly grownded up.

Now off to make buffalo wings and blue cheese ranch dressing

sigh work tommorrow on a Saturday.

I had two days off this week because I lost my voice, I seem to lose it every month or so but when you work on phones it's your money maker so I just have to sit at home wondering what to do that doesn't involve talking.

Most of the time is spent planning my wedding to Alex, my dress, the cake, the band, now I'm not really the marrying type (as I have never been married so I would assume that I'm not ) but for him I'll make an exception.

Also when I'm bored I'm also usually trolling Etsy or looking at food porn


I sometimes like to pretend I'm a mature responsible adult and spend my free days de-cluttering the home, and making pastries and cakes for the household, or buying seasonal fruit and making bulk lots of jam. I usually start and then witing ten miniutes am distracted but t.v, internet or sleep.

Now I'm imagining what I'm going to have for lunch, I feel like eating persian fetta straight out of the jar but I won't (I don't have enough)

Am right now watching 'The Adventures of Baron Munchausen' on T.V

I love Terry Gilliam movies.

I love how he uses little people so creatively.

work on a saturday... woot

I’m at work,

 

Today we are also having some sort of goodbye party for our manager, we have purchased a teddy bear which we have all signed, plus we have gotten him a blow up doll and some love beads for him.

 

At my old job we used to get the person leaving wine and flowers.

 

If you knew about my old job you would be laughing right now.

 

 

A shit of a day/week/month/life

week has been negative fourteen out of ten

today so far negative three out of ten.

Things are technically improving.

- I'm daydreaming about a Tiki/ Hawaiian themed bathroom.
- cannot wait to go see The Specials, Happy Mondays, Flaming Lips, Architecture in Helsinki, Dananananaykroyd, Bluejuice, and Midnight Juggernauts at Splendour in the grass In july(thank you brother)
- keep on having dreams of myself in this domino print dress, cannot afford domino dress so maybe will draw pictures of dominos onto an old t-shirt and hope it makes me look like beth ditto.
-why do I want to look like beth ditto? she's cool but my style is so lazy compared to her.


I should explain why I'm in a shit of mood, but I won't, because you don't really care

Day off from work.

I have the day off from work, I slept in til 11:30 am which is very much a first for me i haven't done that in years.

I'm going to spend my day watching Mad Men and tidying up and wishing that I was a stay at home wife whose life involved secret drinking during the day, making pies in the afteroon and being done whore style in the evening.

It's the three things I do very well, sigh I wish I was in the 50's/ 60's before women went and fucked it all up.

Le Sigh

Arrgh I must have this!!!

knife block of my dreams one of them

- I need something in my kitchen that can visually represent the stabbing urge I so often have
- I need something to stab with in case I get robbed
- I need something to hack up a robbers torso into smaller pieces so I can fit them between the gaps in my back fence so the German shepherds next door can eat said torso

why do I really want to root him?

Back to blogging

Am writing blog again, decided if I have time to go online have time to write inane crap about what I want, nobody reads this drivel, so I’m just going to store the brain overflow here

- I want another tattoo (something a little less sarcastic)

- I want to get my left nipple pierced

- I want to have a wedding (I don’t want to get married but I want an excuse to wear a white dress and have a multi story cake with a statue on it)

- I want a Chanel 2.55 (it’s a handbag peoples)

- I want to learn how to drive

- I want to stop everything work/ study related for three months and not ruin my life

- I want to go a whole week without wheat… without cheating on the occasional beer

- I want to go to Fuji Rock, Lollapalooza, and Glastonbury

- I want a leopard print dress that makes me look rootable

- I want to perfect my maple glazed pork belly recipe

- I want to start a degree and finish it without taking time off to make money to pay for a house I don’t even want

- I want to to sleep eight hours a night

- I want to read a novel a week again.

- I want to win a pub trivia jackpot

Totally justified purchase today.

now to remember what Kiwifruit smell like.

How do I justify purchasing this ?

- I haven't got a single handbag with telephone detail.

- I desperately NEED something in purple leopard print it's the one thing missing from my life.

- Millionaire men are more likely to marry women with unique plastic handbags

Looking fr love in all the wrong places

Bwahahahaha

When I get bored, and I'm all on my lonesome, I spend my time trawling dating websites, not because I'm alone and am looking for the one... but because I like to laugh...at people... I don't know

My favourite thing to do is find men under 5'7 , vegan that are right wing voters and read their profiles.

They more often than not have a lot to say about everything.

Must be a short man thing

I'm getting married! and I want you to meet him

Isn’t he dreamy? He’s a food writer oh and he’s the lead singer of his own band… how bohemian!

Anyway I decided in January when I saw him live that I was going to marry him and after four and a bit months of restless nights I think I’m going to make it happen.

OK maybe not but if anyone knows anyone from Franz Ferdinand y’know drop them a message to pass onto Alex that Kimberly is ready and waiting.

At work daydreaming, Channel V is constantly looping Franz Ferdinand today (they play it at work constantly in the background) and it has triggered many Alex Kapranos fantasies.

I’ll soon be seeing some old friends…which makes me happy, super-hyper-mega happy  

 

Loved ones are celebrating milestones, Mum turns 50 in a couple of weeks, friends are all turning 25

 

Sigh…

 

I’m happy I really am, I’m just really buggered, I’m drinking gallons of tea at work the caffeine does nothing only the sensation of a full bladder keeps me awake.

 

 

I’m obsessed with black dresses at the moment, my brain my eyes and my ears all twitch when I see a black dress that I like, which is insanely stupid I already own several black dresses and other black clothes

 

I’m an idiot

 

Ok I’m not an idiot, I just fee like one

 

 

 

 

Quarter Century

Tomorrow I turn 25…

 

I’m excited because I get to see Deryn, I get to hangout with family and my loved ones and celebrate my most favourite thing of all… Me

 

I’m scared because I’m officially in my mid twenties, I’m out of the 18-24 tick box on dating websites and general market research, I’m out of the dating threshold of creepy sugar daddies (if I had a chance)

 

I’m petrified because every birthday is yet another reminder that I’m no more successful and just firmly establishing myself as another cog in the corporate machine, and I will still be here unless I can figure out a way to bail myself out of debt…

 

Oh well it could be worse I could be short

 

I need to get back to uni.

 

I do have the day off but I plan to spend most of it still

 

 

 

 

 

Kimberly in nutshell

I'm still alive

I'm still fat

I'm still broke.



I have recurring dreams that involve me being in a situation where I can go back to university and finish one of the million partial degrees I have collected.

I have another recurring dream where all my ex man-friends (well at least the ones I like) gather in a support group sobbing openly about missing my wonderful self.

There is also the recurring dream where I have sex with a dragon... but I think that's more to do with a unfulfilled dream I have to build a career out f doing watercolours of peoples cats.

Sigh... did you miss me?