i'm only blogging this here so's i don't forget about it!

http://www.melbkungfu.com/

doctors tomorrow, sorting out diet. thinking about regular exercise......bloody lifestyle changes.

and can i just say that transformers suck ANOOS! fucking corporate whore toys desgned exclusively to get children whining for the little ones, and to hit their parents up for the larger ones at christmas and birthdays. fucking brightly coloured saturday morning cartoons. fucking cereal packets, fucking mcdonalds tie ins. fucking comic books. fucking VIDEO GAMES.

*runs screaming from the room*
AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ok.

i'm ok.

hey pol, if there's anything i can do to help, give us a shout.

and there were 2 goth girls on the tram, talking about marilyn manson, mocking him, as if they in their black finery were somehow the saviours of the world. Petulant and small they were, convinced of their beauty and perfection, shouting loudly about kissing other girls and taking drugs.

One day, they'll wake up in their black painted rooms with candles burning in black ornate candle holders, and they'll reach over to the dark oak table beside their bed, causing their bracelets and trinkets to clank over the wood. they'll catch a glimpse of themselves in the mirror as the wind lifts the flame of the candles higher for a brief moment, and with that spark will come a thought, tiny and quiet but building to a deafening roar: "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING????????????? THIS ISN'T COOL!!!!!!" and then they'll weep, black mascara dribbling down their faces and invisibly staining their black carpet.

then they'll remember that being mopy and crying and gothy is cool and saunter out to the kitchen where their mum and sisters are, and have some weetbix.

oh, and thanks for the warning mr alex...... :-/