Francesrosey

This is me, after writing a 9 page long contract for Red Panda’s employees.
I’m exhausted, physically and mentally.

Still got to finish the poster for the Christmas show.
I have my fingers crossed this is all going to work out. Read more →

This arrived super early this morning
<3 to Jordan who works at The Edge Ticketing for sorting that out for me. <3 stranger. I wish I was going, but alas, I will one day post a sweet pic of me holding my Pavement ticket too. Its just a long time till I get my hands physically on them. My hands look big in that picture. Creepy. Work as usual just makes me want to hurt people. I am however really scared by the prospect of what I have to do at the end of next month. I got called for Jury Duty in December. So that may be quite interesting. I wonder if I'll get picked for anything. Tally Ho Magazine is finally under way. It still makes me tense to think about the huge task it is... but I have my fingers crossed for the best. Read more →

I status updated that tonight was a 3/5. Then was made to justify myself to my flatmates. I explained that a 3/5 was a really good mark…

We collectively figured out that if I woke up in an alley next to the person they know I fancy, and he was in a chicken suit, and I was wearing a rabbit suit… with no recollection of the previous 24 hours… that would be a 4/5.

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Mum rang tonight, while I was preparing dinner. She asked if I saw the news tonight. I said no, and that I avoid watching the 6pm news as its quite depressing.

She mentioned the name of a kid I went to school with, and mentioned a story which was pretty major news. I remember him as a child, at school. Mum mentioned what a bully he seemed to be then. I said he was a cunt. Then followed it up with another short burst of expletives. I can imagine my mother felt the same way, but is a lot more refrained than I in these circumstances.

I apologised to her. I did however feel quite agitated by it all for a good couple of hours after I hung up the phone.

I have a vivid picture in my head of his dark curly hair, and his messy school uniform. I feel haunted by that mental image since my mother mentioned it. To be honest I wouldn’t have made the connection of the name in the paper to the child I knew when I was 6 years old.

I’m tired and restless. I’m struggling to get through days at the moment. There’s just so much that needs to be done, on a personal, work, other work, and other projects level. Then I come home, am social for a while, but end up sitting in my room on my own, TV on, Daily Show with the sound off, trolling the Internet for forms of social interaction.

I keep thinking I want my every day life to be a certain way, but the practical me, tells me now is not the time do look for that.
The practical me gets far too much say in how I am these days. When I was 20 the practical me wasn’t allowed a say in things. I had a damn good time mostly, but I don’t think I was any happier.

I am also a queen of sabotage.

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I am a sphere of indecisiveness.
I know what I want, but I want the opposite of that. I know what’s a bad idea, yet I still think it would be quite nice.

I guess I can enjoy the fact I have a big pile of photos now thanks to 5 cent prints on the weekend.

I love my friends sometimes. Read more →

me: guys= too laid back to bitch

haxtheplanet: Yep. That’s pretty universal

me: Its funny to listen to guys talking about people though
its like “oh blah blah is pretty shit”
“yeah”
“like a total douche bag”
“yeah, I know”
“pass me a beer”
…
thats it

haxtheplanet: Yep, that’s all that’s needed

me: girls… are all like… “OMG, blah blah did this, and this is the back story, and I hate them now because of this petty thing”
Its nuts.

haxtheplanet: Yeah

me: 500 words for something a man has summed up in 30
women= crazy

haxtheplanet: So true

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1997, New Brighton Beach, just before Skate Jam in Thompson Park. In the days before the trees in the park were all cut down. I’m going to assume Bunyip played that afternoon, and that’s why we went to Brighton. I remember it was stinking hot. I had purple tinted sunglasses.

The pictures from that afternoon always make me smile because I know I still enjoy their company as much now as I did then.

I still have that toweling hat that I’m wearing in this picture.

This morning, well what’s left of it, will be spent baking a series of cakes for Anton’s birthday. It looks like today is going to be very hot. Read more →

This is Bernie. He has a special place in my heart. Between 2001 and 2003 I spent a lot of time in a paddock in Kenepuru near Porirua with Lisa and this donkey. It is kind of hard to explain the whole back story and why we named him after Bernard Fanning from Powderfinger, but it did happen. Lisa was still living in Tawa then, and we would go on inane road trips to nowhere in particular. Bernie wasn’t far from Lisa’s home, and one day we spent hours on the side of the road feeding and talking to him.

We would visit at least monthly, I took people to meet Bernie. Becca and Dan came once, they embraced the craziness of the road trip to a donkey. Aaron took photos in the middle of the night with Bernie. I have those somewhere. Chris met Bernie on a Sunday afternoon. I think we took the train out to see him. That ended in it being a very long walk to the paddock.
I’m pretty sure I took my mama and dad to see him too, and possibly my brother. I know I took Joff to see a penis rock, so I must of at some point taken him to Bernie.

One day Lisa and I went to the paddock, and there was another, smaller donkey with Bernie. We named this one Baino. I’m not explaining that name choice. If you knew me then, and Lisa, you’d understand.

I wonder if Bernie is still alive. I don’t think he was young when we met him. I wonder how long donkey’s live for. Read more →

This picture was taken in Nick’s kitchen. His flat in Madras St, just down the road. Its I guess, an “out-take” from the shoot of the O’lovely EP cover for Lost Luck, hence the wearing leather gloves.

There’s not a lot to say here… Laura and I had a great afternoon messing round, and Nick is an awesome photographer. His pictures are pretty awesome. Read more →