these are clues.

hello. the goddamn rock solid dazzlemazing tour: you already know about it, and when it is. the home leg, with obvious spaces between its teeth, i'll admit. dr. soundwave will fill them up with secrets.

it was worth letting your children out of your sight, mum.

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where did the sun go.

tour is happening sooner than expected. rejoice, all.
appearances begin at the end of may, and from there it's not long to wait til announcement.
i've moved to 21 acres in the adelaide hills.
there's emus and horses and beagles, oh my.
it isn't the 131,000 i grew up on, but i don't mind,
because i just want my life back.
my hands are shaking.
i can't remember if i ate today, but i'm pretty sure i had sushi for lunch.
and that makes me miss my family.
i miss my little brothers.
i miss my big brother.
all my sisters are older than me, and i miss them, but i will see you of the very blue eyes and stupid nicknames soon.
i am almost scared to sleep in my new bedroom, it's too fancy.
i think i will drive the 20 minutes to the city and get sushi. that will be good.

fat beagle is fat.

sick of being in the middle, my turn to have my way now. so don't take it out on anybody but me. please be happy someday. don't feed my fat dog treats, walk her lots instead of carting her around in prada. because she is fat and the handles will break with her dogchub. have a lot of cherries in your ambrosia salad.

my life opens up... now.

i

miss

home

metroid prime hunters seems less badass on a pink ds, y'know?

not even light can escape a black hole, but strangely i have.

i said shake it, don't break it

thank you to the people that came to the release party in Melbourne tonight! last night.. whatever.
buy the album, it is freaking excellent. I know, cause I wrote every note and word and noise.
also, enjoy it please.

we are so sorry about the impromptu game of indoor footy, by the way. my little brother Abram may be a dick, but he is an AFL star in the making.
he really sucks drunk though.
even i'm better.

my dog has now seen fit to grace me with her presence.
she hates me when I am drunk and likes to stay away until I look sober. I cuddle too much.
we are watching Return of the Jedi until sleep deems it time to visit me and I can wake up vaguely rested and not so hungover for my flight to LA. goodbye for now, sunburned land.
hello in a day, my sister and a very, very unsettling wonderwoman who looks lovely in white.