Saturday, December 31, 2005

Friends sure say some stooopid crap




I was going to call this post "Friends say the darndest thangs" but then I decided that what you guys say is more stupid than "darndest" and also Alex had already used that title in one of her quote specials. So it is with great pleasure on a very hot new year's eve that I bring to you a compilation of all the stupid and adorable things I've heard you crazy fuckers say lately. I have been really nice and chosen to publish quotes anonomously out of respect for their dumbarse authors, also cos I tend to get you guys mixed up and forget who said what.

"Sex with me is like pizza. Even when it's bad it's still alright."

"I'm always pretending that I don't have terrible taste (to guys I like)."

"Hello! I'm Fuck-arse the happy Christmas elf!"

" Anon- I bought new underwear but they don't fit
Svet- Didn't you try them on?
Anon-No
Svet- Well what size did you get?
Anon- I don't know
Svet- What do you mean you don't know?!
Anon- I didn't think underwear had sizes
Svet- Whaaa? Are you fucking insane?!
Anon- I thought, they're stretchy so there weren't really sizes. Like condoms, you know? You have to be either really big or really small for them not to fit."

"I was stoned once and I thought that a cat wanted to fuck me, the way she kept going past rubbing my legs and stuff."

" Svet- Are you talking about sex... or rice?
Anon- Both"

"My brain is tingling!"

"Hey! I was just offering unhelpful suggestions as always"

"- Can I fuck you in your Brumby's uniform?
- No,... why?
- That way I can get horny everytime I go and buy bread"

Well there you have it, it would be better but I have to go get dressed now. What? You think I sit around all day publishing stuff for you to read in-between checking your email?! Leave me alone!

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Svet Helps Categorise You! Watch out Freud, Svet is on the ball.

Are you ready to dismiss your individualism? Are you ready to be stereotyped? Then get reading bitches, I know you better than you know yourselves!

Q.1 The best movies are the ones that involve…
A) Violence, gross stuff and some hot stuff that contributes to the plot in no way at all
B) Realism and profound meaning, with a bit of enlightenment chucked in too
C) Sappy sappiness with happy happiness and shiny things
D) You not having to pay for them

Q.2 You are in a bar and money is no object, which of the following are you most likely to order…
A) Bourbon and coke
B) Wine or imported beer
C) Some kind of Vodka/ Soda combination
D) Red bull and Vodka assuming you have run out of drugs

Q.3 Hooray its holiday time! Ideally your time off would be best spent
A) Getting drunk in Queensland
B) Exploring Europe
C) A ski resort trip with your large group of best friends
D) Finding out how many kinds of weird and unhealthy things you can do to your body without having to take a permanent holiday

Q.4 Your best friend calls you up to cancel last minute on a night you both had organized for ages because they’re “too fucked cos they had a big one out the night before”. Your first reaction is to…
A) Yessss, now you have an excuse to watch CSI, followed by CSI Miami, CSI Boston, CSI Texas, CSI San Fran, CSI Mexico and CSI Arctic
B) You tell them its ok but secretly resent them
C) You sulk and eat ice-cream
D) You bite their head off and tell them they “fuckin suck”, then you down a bottle of spirits and dance around in your underwear

Q.5 Your sexual exploits can only be described as
A) Fast and furious
B) Well thought out and personal
C) Ho hum but you always get stuff on Valentines Day so suck!
D) Diverse, random, excessive bordering on shameful

Q.6 Your're out at you fave venue, your type of music is pumpin’ and it’s definitely your scene. Which best describes your dancing?
A) You aren’t keen on dancing but if someone attractive asks you to, then you’re not going to miss an opportunity to rub up against them
B) You always look stylish on the dance floor, you are “the bomb”
C) Your dancing is appropriately flirty and you always look like you’re having the time of your life, regardless of whether you feel like topping yourself
D) You don’t dance…until you start peaking. Then one style is never enough, it has to be all of them! All at once!

Q.7 Some narcissistic little Blogger has asked you to visit their blog, what do you do?
A) Its gotten to the point where they’ve showed up at your house with their laptop and connected you to the net while watching you like a hawk. So you, a little nervous and afraid decide to have a look at their damn blog. You get bored instantly, don’t leave a comment and shoo the blogger out of your house with a broom.
B) Have a read, leave a brief comment and then ponder about starting your own blog.
C) Get online immediately and leave a loving comment, mostly a personal greeting and not really regarding the content of the post.
D) Once you’ve finished updating your OWN blog you take a peek and leave a really excited, involved comment possibly longer than the post itself.

Results! (may offend some losers)

Mostly A's = Sick Fucker
You are probably a guy and if you aren’t then you should consider a sex change. Anyways you’re essentially a bogan, with less class than Paris and Nicki put together. I can’t believe you’ve read this all the way through, shouldn’t you be yelling at a tv in a pub somewhere? You have low-brow tastes, but I guess that means you’re easy to please. Don’t stress now, there are ways to improve like maybe killing yourself and donating your beer soaked, sleazy body to science.

Mostly B's = “Good” Samaritan
By “good” I actually mean that you play it by the book but inside you’re just the same as the rest of us; bitchy and self centered. You have taste but that also makes you pretentious. What annoys me most about you guys is that you so everything so well it makes me sick. However I believe this is a result of hidden self esteem issues and constant yearning for self improvement and perfection. You work to hard trying to be awesome, take some time out .

Mostly C's = Care Bear
Yeah that’s right, rainbows come out of your arse you goddamn happy fucker. You are a sweet flittery socialite who’s so incredibly normal that I personally would never sleep with you (and this is probably a good thing). I hope something really bad happens to you.

Mostly D's = Svet!
Oh my fucking god! You ARE me, stop trying to steal my identity loser.


Well that’s enough! That took much longer than expected to write. To think I could’ve been doing something really cool (cooler than blogging? Never!) , with all that fucking time I just wasted. Well guys, I would love to hear what you ended up categorised as, so I can judge and belittle you. Tee hee hee.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

EARTHCORE-A-GO-GO!








Svet's awesome guide to
Earthcore







and how to get from
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In the beginning.... we waited in a long, dusty line of cars and dirty hippies while security meticulously searched the contents of the festival-freak's boots and eskys. This is about where I started to hyperventilate and wonder if I would spend the weekend marking my numbered days into my prison cell wall. However things worked out ok; they slapped funky shiny wristbands on us and waved us on. Phew.
After setting up our camp which can only be described as 'painfully modest' we looked around us and saw what everybody elses camp looked like... big open shady numbers with vividly coloured sarongs and crazy coloured flags with Zen scriptures and persian rugs and incense and gigantic bongs and... and... and! Well basically ours sucked.





Svet's first rule for Earthcore: Unlearn anything that you ever thought you knew about dancing. It's best this way trust me. Most styles of dancing are exempt however I did mange to pinpoint a few specific "earthcore specialties" that seemed to be quite popular...

The first, I like to call the Neanderthal Romp-stomp: Bend your knees and stomp your feet in a kind of squatting dance while waving your arms furiously in any direction as long as its outwards. The stages outside are floored in sand so this adds an even more tribal effect to your romp as the dust flies up and settles in your mangey dreadlocks. Imagine youre one of those monkeys from '2001 A Space Odessey' and let loose, dislocate something if you feel the need.

Another popular earthcore dance is the Tribal Sacrifice Honor Dance it's a good idea to be on something like Ketamine with this baby so you can acheive that "higher connection" with God or other godly phenomena. Similarily to the Neanderthal Romp-stomp, bent knees and a kind of ape-like hunch is required. However the Tribal Sacrifice Honor Dance isn't nearly as aggresive as its primal partner. Instead of fighting the earth, be one with it. You should feel highly spiritual and have a look of intense concentration on your face like youre doing something waaay important. Let yourself drift away into euphoria, and I'm not talking about the Calvin Klein fragrance, you should smell like shit if anything. If you have no idea what I'm saying then I'm sorry you haven't taken nearly enough drugs.

Yes, drugs are a vital part in enjoying the Earthcore festival. The only ones excused from loading their bodies with chemicals are those who are suffering from permanent psychosis or delusions as a result of long-term drug abuse. Hell those guys don't need anymore help, theyre stuck in the zone.

This brings me to my final dancing style, The Vacant Stare: First get off your face and I don't mean just high, I mean like "Am-I-really-here-or-am-I-just-imaginging-myself-here-and-did-I-just-say-that-out-loud?" off your face. Particiants of this dance have beautifully glassy eyes and that far-away look. Most of the ones I saw weren't even at the stages at all, they were wandering like zombies all on their lonesome. You need to look a little bit frightened but too apathetic to panic and walk with your mouth drooping open without blinking. If you happen to wander into a stage crowd then sway side to side with whatever rythym you can muster and feel awesome.

Svet;s second rule for Earthcore is...HELP PEOPLE! It's always nice to help people but at earthcore its a must because you never know how many spare friends you'll need when your others get lost or die or something.

I helped this guy who was frantically crawling at a tree trunk. I asked him what he was doing and he said he wanted to get into the tree. So i boosted him up and there he sat in the gum tree. I don't know how he got down or if he ever did but I felt glad that I was able to lend my assistance.

I helped this girl who looked really hot by pouring my bottle of water over her. I don't think she knew what was happening but I'm sure she was loving it.

I also helped this guy waiting for Regurgitator to come on to finish his joint. Ah, the helping never stops.

Svet's third rule for Earthcore is: Make people help you! This is per

haps the most important

If you need to vent to a complete stranger about your personal life then do it, thats why theyre there. If you need to obtain personal info from a stranger then you have every right to do so.

If you need hugs then go get them.

Play swaps with new and interesting chemicals and hats/ears (see above picture).

If you don't like your own tent then find someone with a much snazzier one and steal their's. Seb and I ddnt get any sleep until we found oursleves in some random guys tent with no memory of how we came to sleep there. (Fortunatley the random guy didnt turn out to be a serial killer, his name was Stu and he was quite hospitable)

If you don't want to get your feet dirty from muddy puddles then make friends with Toby the security guard and make him carry you everywhere. (True story, best security staff I have ever experienced)

Svet's fourth rule is make sexy and wonderful friends!


















Ok enough with the rules, I'm changing to "tips" now, it has more of a ring to it.


Important and useful tips include...

  • If someone on acid asks you to follow them into the dark woods without a torch to find their tent then you should set aside a good couple of hours.
  • Jumping castles are awesome
  • Do NOT attempt to purchase a burrito from 'Trippy Taco' whilst on acid. The menu makes no sense and the wait takes FOREVER (acid makes time go sllllloooooooowwwwww) And the burrito swirls and looks scary so you will end up throwing it under some stairs in order to escape it.
  • Dirty dancing is only cool if the guy can actually SEE where your body ends and your aura begins.
  • Its ok if its free
  • Don't ask for "normal" chai instead of soy chai at the Sacred Cow Cafe, they get mad


















It's lets quote Seb time! "It was good you talking to me before Svet, because when you weren't talking to me I was imagining that you were, and you were saying mean things"

"Hide our jackets! The cops will see them!"

"I've figured out ANOTHER conspiracy"

"It's poison and we're all going to die, I saw it in the future!"








Well I could go on about Earthcore forever but that would be like waiting in line for a Burrito on acid. So I'll wrap it all up now and leave you with my formulae for (chemical) success....

Take some acid early on (because you might want to be rid of it before you drive home) with people who don't mind cradling you in their arms, then drop some e just to make sure the trip doesn't go sinister (see Seb's conspiracy moments). By the time this all kicks in you will feel like dancing but your feet just won't co-operate like theyre sinking into the floor of Circus Bisirkus (yes thats a real place) so pep up with some ice. Yes Dad, your little girl IS looking after herself. (I'm quoting the Lean Cuisine ad, that didn't just come out of nowhere)

Acid makes time go slow, Biccies make time go fast and ice makes me go fast so where does that leave your Svet? Nobody knows...

And to those lovely friends Seb and I met (you know who you are) lets go out and get fucked up together again! We'll make our OWN Earthcore! Like in my backyard with a boombox and a few torches, it'll be just like old times.

P.S. This is me and Benjimen who I met lying slumped next to the jumping castle. I want to bring him home to meet my mum, he is awesome to the max!