"mice eat cheese -

and for the most part, they do as they please"

Slut Alley has a new resident.

Meet Bullet.


-mill

made for each other

Well I was bored and somehow stumbled across this website www.madeforeachother.com/

It's like advertising chips and dips? But it's one of the cutest things I think I've ever seen

Here's a snippet

Hahaha the magnet tried to attach himself to the cat. Meeowww

-Jac

cucumber cocktail

it sunday morning.

and i smell.

my mouth is like a dirty  ashtray- dry, like a cocktail of shit has just been sitting there for a good few weeks. My head, of course, doesn't get out of this one that easy. Like i have been shot with a 22 caliber rifle. right temple. A gaping hole, a piercing wound. Left open. 

"fortune of anxiety"

-mill

The birthplace of Fuckcunt

Continuing with the theme of St J's.. Oh it has so many memories. Afternoon brews every Sunday, longnecks, cigarettes, the best gin and tonics, songwriting, shitcunt, barbeque pork buns, drunken antics, the puddle that never dries, boat dime, coming back from Japan.

Oh the memories. It will be sorely missed!

-jac

Ode to St Jeromes- The Final Chapter

and finding my old phone...

Cos i found some photos

EAT IT.

-mill

Robo

Black Saturday

Okay so Black Saturday was a horrible day for Victoria. Worst bushfires we have seen, and many of us know people who were directly affected.

To be honest, we had no idea on the day. In fact, we didn't even realise just how hot it was. We had a great day. Kick-on in the park, nuts, melted chocolate, tree climbing, sprinklers and hose fights.

It wasn't til a few days later that we realised how serious the fires were, and that one of our good friends had lost her home.

Daniel went up to her place and got some amazing photos of the devastation, 2 of which got published in the Herald Sun.

So although Black Saturday was surely the worst day of some people's lives, for us it turned out to be a pretty positive day. Rather than feel guilty about that, I say at least some good came out of it. Props for the photos Daniel!

Now I went to Sound Relief yesterday. Longest day ever. Stood up all day in the torrential downpour of rain, on 2 hours sleep, scattered as fuck, no coffee, no food, no cigarettes. But spirits were high. It was one of the most amazing things you could imagine, 80000+ people yelling out the lyrics to classic Aussie rock tunes in unity, drenched to the bone, never forgetting the cause we were there for.

-Jac

Scare night? Funny story about that...

I don't have photos, because well taking a camera to see The Scare is not advisable!

It was an unusual night. Everyone got pretty wasted at our place beforehand. There were ice fights, shaving cream in peoples eyes, people jumping out of our kitchen window. It got pretty crazy.

Then at Roxanne I'm pretty sure Daniel pissed off a lot of people. Including his own beloved band The Scare ahhahhaa. They really don't like him. Owned.

We danced. There were strobes. We love strobes. Then we went to Inner City Waste, well sort-of. We sat out front on milk crates for 4 hours or so. We were the resident homeless. Funny story about that... we can't help being homeless. It's not Millie's fault her dad was a coke dealer. And it's not my fault that my dad was her dad's best customer. And it's not our fault we were force fed drugs as tiny kildren and taken away by DHS. Yep we spun a lot of bullshit on Friday night. And we made a few new friends in doing so.

Then we kicked-on! Yeahh KicKk onnn!! Up In SMoke tour 2001 is going the be the soundtrack of our 2009.

-Jac

While I'm in a blogging mood..

Let's give you a quick visual update of some of the happenings since we last blogged...

-Jac

wooo

its taken us 2 months, but we finally have internet at our house

anndd, it couldnt have come at a better time

tonight The Scare are back playing in Melbourne

it will be hectic. absolutely hectic

i'm sure we will have a lot to blog about tomorrow, or Sunday, or whenever we recover from the night's events