Three Good Things

I've always felt it has a queer metro thing going for it... I used to buy stuff there until the sizes changed and got fat around the midriff.

Mmmm. Maybe Saba is the new Oxford. Also co-ed, of course, but still delightfully metro, don't you think? Do you like it there?

3. I have to decide between a job at THE PET SHOP and a job at OXFORD.  You know, the seksy (it's not dirty if it's spelled wrong) suits-for-women shop?  MmmmHmmmm. 

Correct me if I'm wrong, but there are certain shops you have to hold your nose as you walk past, and THE PET SHOP is one of them. Then again, I work in another one of those types of shops, and you get used to it. And baby animals are soooooo damn cute.

3. Tomorrow I will be getting my hair cut. It is an historic day. I will give the hairologist a picture of david bowie in the late 90s and tell her to shape my follicles as such, and will no doubt exit looking like a gigantic douche. With a fantastic hair cut.

Bless you for this aspiration.

Oxford is a mens store... I am so disappointed that they've gone all co-ed (to me, it makes their advertising redundant now). But I'll be happy if it becomes a suits for seksy lesrubian store! I've always felt it has a queer metro thing going for it... I used to buy stuff there until the sizes changed and got fat around the midriff.

But they have a store devoted to women now!  Women in suits.  Mmmmmm.

And Samo, you make me giggle so.  Glory be to your hair plans.

Its ok. The mens' store and womens' store are seperate.. and theyre in different parts of the centre. As if the opulance of one shop in the most expensive shopping mall of the town with the highest average wages wasnt enough in itself...
Wait what am I talking about. I have no idea what an oxford is. Some kind of dog? I am not a stereotype.

On a related note, my hair is now in a rather fabulous bob. i feel pretty in the way that some but not I find appealing... The lady said she was going to give me a different haircut to that which I asked for because she was afraid it would look too "feminine". Now I look like Buffalo Bill out of Silence of The Lambs. That is to say, a strapping, young and mentally stable buffalo bill, with a fabulous bob.

She should have had a better look at the David Bowie glamour shots I showed her.

I dont have three good things to say about today.. I went into uni to study a past Calculus exam with a study buddy who promptly deviated into any field he could find that would prevent it from being completed..

1. I bought a copy of that Baghdad comic, and its great.
2. ?
3. PROFIT.

3. I have to decide between a job at THE PET SHOP and a job at OXFORD.  You know, the seksy (it's not dirty if it's spelled wrong) suits-for-women shop?  MmmmHmmmm. 

Correct me if I'm wrong, but there are certain shops you have to hold your nose as you walk past, and THE PET SHOP is one of them. Then again, I work in another one of those types of shops, and you get used to it. And baby animals are soooooo damn cute.

Yes, I did grimace a little at the thought of cleaning cages for a living.  But money is key.  And my girl has emotionally adopted one of the puppies there.  She calls it Weapon.  Well, she started calling it Weapon.  Now she just refers to him as "lil weap" or "my little man".  It does not seem to matter to her that he is $895 and she will never actually own him.  As far as she's concerned, that pup is hers.

Samo, I literally laugh out loud.  I am also incredibly curious about this hair cut of yours - you say that a bob is less feminine than what you asked for?

1. Job interview at Oxford went incredibly well.  I incredibly want that job.  She did say that I'd probably have to wear makeup.  But it'd be worth it.

2. Apparently I can't count, so I have one semester of full time left, rather than part time.  I conga-ed too early.  But I'm going to part time next semester anyway because I want that job at Oxford ^_^

3. I have finished all of my work!  Just three tests left - no more assignments, no more essays.  No more work conga, no more work conga!   

Where to start!!?

On a related note, my hair is now in a rather fabulous bob. i feel pretty in the way that some but not I find appealing... The lady said she was going to give me a different haircut to that which I asked for because she was afraid it would look too "feminine". Now I look like Buffalo Bill out of Silence of The Lambs. That is to say, a strapping, young and mentally stable buffalo bill, with a fabulous bob.

She should have had a better look at the David Bowie glamour shots I showed her.

Funnily, I was thinking of you today! I was watching Torchwood and went "Hmm, who does Ianto remind me of?" and then I thought: Samo! If he got shorter man-metro hair I am worried about this Silence of the Lambs thing...

PS Thank you for the Bowie mixtape last year 

I've always felt it has a queer metro thing going for it... I used to buy stuff there until the sizes changed and got fat around the midriff.

Mmmm. Maybe Saba is the new Oxford. Also co-ed, of course, but still delightfully metro, don't you think? Do you like it there?

3. I have to decide between a job at THE PET SHOP and a job at OXFORD.  You know, the seksy (it's not dirty if it's spelled wrong) suits-for-women shop?  MmmmHmmmm. 

Correct me if I'm wrong, but there are certain shops you have to hold your nose as you walk past, and THE PET SHOP is one of them. Then again, I work in another one of those types of shops, and you get used to it. And baby animals are soooooo damn cute.

3. Tomorrow I will be getting my hair cut. It is an historic day. I will give the hairologist a picture of david bowie in the late 90s and tell her to shape my follicles as such, and will no doubt exit looking like a gigantic douche. With a fantastic hair cut.

Bless you for this aspiration.

Ah, MMMM is back! Wonderful I love the pet shops though. I often go and talk to the animals, and think I've disturbed the customers and I go away :S Actually do you know what my least favourite shopping thing in the world is? Figuring out the cheapest Mount Franklin bottles. Because they have odd sizes, and they mess you up with the 4/half dozen thing and it practically requires a pocketnerd to work out the $ per L. But I digress

Yes, I did grimace a little at the thought of cleaning cages for a living. 

I love quoting you out of context.

Three good things! Three good things! (oh, PS you don't need makeup... I'd recommend just put a bit of lipstick on, and because you're pale skined and have nice features, she'll think you have the whole thing going. Don't do anything with your eyes or you'll look like a tranny. Trust me... I may actually have makeup skills. I can neither confirm nor deny that you've seen me in makeup many, many times and never noticed, because I'm just that good)

Three things!

I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED

Check out Screen Education issue 50, it's just hit the shelves, I got an advance copy and I have 6 pages, glossy, lots of photos, excellent in-text blown up quote of ME, and my article is mentioned on the cover. It's called METROPOLIS: ARCHITECTURE OF A CULTURE.

Oh Mmmm, maybe see you at a theatrey thing tomorrow? I think it's you. Is it? Hmmm. Hmmmm Mmmm.

I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED

Exuberant congratulations!  I shall try and find a copy of you.  It will be worth the millions of dollars that I am sure it will cost, because of its stupendous quality. 

Funnily enough, the lady said almost exactly that about the makeup thing: "you don't need [much] makeup... just a bit of lipstick." she didn't say I'd look like a tranny, however - she recommended mascara.  I'm willing to take her advice, because she has stunning eyes.  Mind you, Happy, you also have stunning eyes.  And what kind of person would I be if I didn't take the advice of a queer man over a prospective employer?  The main problem is that I don't own makeup.  And I can count the number of times I've worn makeup on one hand (not including stage makeup, of course...) so I have no idea what I'm doing.  Oh dilemma.

1. Finished my semantics exam, which was easy as urine!  No more semantics conga, no more semantics conga!   

2. My girlfriend.

3. My girlfriend times infinity.  With cherries on top.

Oh Mmmm, maybe see you at a theatrey thing tomorrow? I think it's you. Is it? Hmmm. Hmmmm Mmmm. 

It could be my boy you're thinking of, but I won't be seen on stage at any theatry thingy until NEXT WEEK and the WEEK AFTER (in THE GOAT by EDWARD ALBEE at the DRAMA LAB in the ANU ARTS CENTRE starting 8PM and running THURS-SAT in week one, and WED-SAT in week two, if you all must know).

Meanwhile, my boy was seen to be slightly disappointed that a certain friend of yours did not make it to his opening night of said theatre thingy (SOMEONE WHO'LL WATCH OVER ME by FRANK MCGUINNESS on at THEATRE THREE at 8PM, WED-SAT both THIS WEEK and NEXT). That is assuming that certain friend of yours is still a certain friend of yours.

hmph.. I do NOT look like the nerd. I dont know what it is about him.. whether its his character, his look, the actor's ability.. but everything about that guy radiates boring. I'm Jack. I shotgun. No! I'm sorry. Thats just how it is. I'm not a gigafan of Torchwood anyway.. All i ever get out of them is a Dr Who B-Side with a forced adult theme to make it sell. They played a Battles song in one episode though.. I was impressed. and im rambling.

Ladymagpie. Urine is not always easy. UTIs affect everyday people like you and me. Congratulations on the semantics exam

I dont suppose I have three good things today. The haircut barely fit the definition of its term. it looks EXACTLY THE DAMN SAME. I dont know whether its worth going back and kicking up a stink.. or if i should just find some other place. Good god. What the hell am I thinking. This is a gay forum.

Gentlemen.

Where in Canberra can a man go where his hair is respected?

1. I suppose one good thing would be that I took Calculus by the jugular today. I dont know whether I will have time to well and truely bleed it before the exam, which is a worry. But its nice to at least see it wounded. Limping around. Not going home to its wife and kids.

2. I was listening to The Dandy Warhols this morning and came to the shocking realisation that not only were they not Beck, but indeed I possessed no Beck whatsoever. So I am now Becked.

3. Oh yeah! I have free tickets to Mongol tomorrow night. Gonna go see it with a friend. :] I think its about chinese people or something. With swords.

This is getting busy! LOL

I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED
I'M PUBLISHED

Exuberant congratulations!  I shall try and find a copy of you.  It will be worth the millions of dollars that I am sure it will cost, because of its stupendous quality. 

Funnily enough, the lady said almost exactly that about the makeup thing: "you don't need [much] makeup... just a bit of lipstick." she didn't say I'd look like a tranny, however - she recommended mascara.  I'm willing to take her advice, because she has stunning eyes.  Mind you, Happy, you also have stunning eyes.  And what kind of person would I be if I didn't take the advice of a queer man over a prospective employer?  The main problem is that I don't own makeup.  And I can count the number of times I've worn makeup on one hand (not including stage makeup, of course...) so I have no idea what I'm doing.  Oh dilemma.

Thank you - the eyes are all mine  I only use perfect concealer sometimes when I get pimples or look too gaunt! But an eye tip - you can use a bit of VASELINE (yes, just be careful) on the mids and ends of your lashes. Voila! Gorgeous eyelashes.

Oh Mmmm, maybe see you at a theatrey thing tomorrow? I think it's you. Is it? Hmmm. Hmmmm Mmmm. 

It could be my boy you're thinking of, but I won't be seen on stage at any theatry thingy until NEXT WEEK and the WEEK AFTER (in THE GOAT by EDWARD ALBEE at the DRAMA LAB in the ANU ARTS CENTRE starting 8PM and running THURS-SAT in week one, and WED-SAT in week two, if you all must know).

Meanwhile, my boy was seen to be slightly disappointed that a certain friend of yours did not make it to his opening night of said theatre thingy (SOMEONE WHO'LL WATCH OVER ME by FRANK MCGUINNESS on at THEATRE THREE at 8PM, WED-SAT both THIS WEEK and NEXT). That is assuming that certain friend of yours is still a certain friend of yours.

I muddled up the two shows! And er, that certain friend postponed because I said I couldn'r do Thursday  Tee he he, my actions affect others! (him, your guy, you!) I'm like an epicenter. Anyway, we went on Friday instead, but it was cancelled. Man I looked crap that night... insomnia the night before until 8am then a couple of exhausting things in the day. I got all scrubbed up and they CANCEL on me? Grrrrrrr

Might come to your show too. As long as you and Sam are not naked.

hmph.. I do NOT look like the nerd. I dont know what it is about him.. whether its his character, his look, the actor's ability.. but everything about that guy radiates boring. I'm Jack. I shotgun. No! I'm sorry. Thats just how it is. I'm not a gigafan of Torchwood anyway.. All i ever get out of them is a Dr Who B-Side with a forced adult theme to make it sell. They played a Battles song in one episode though.. I was impressed. and im rambling.

Ladymagpie. Urine is not always easy. UTIs affect everyday people like you and me. Congratulations on the semantics exam

I dont suppose I have three good things today. The haircut barely fit the definition of its term. it looks EXACTLY THE DAMN SAME. I dont know whether its worth going back and kicking up a stink.. or if i should just find some other place. Good god. What the hell am I thinking. This is a gay forum.

Gentlemen.

Where in Canberra can a man go where his hair is respected?

1. I suppose one good thing would be that I took Calculus by the jugular today. I dont know whether I will have time to well and truely bleed it before the exam, which is a worry. But its nice to at least see it wounded. Limping around. Not going home to its wife and kids.

2. I was listening to The Dandy Warhols this morning and came to the shocking realisation that not only were they not Beck, but indeed I possessed no Beck whatsoever. So I am now Becked.

3. Oh yeah! I have free tickets to Mongol tomorrow night. Gonna go see it with a friend. :] I think its about chinese people or something. With swords.

Oh fine then  Just so you know, I think Ianto is very, very doable, and he's actually far stronger than anyone else bar Jack... he's not just the coffee boy. Jack leaves him at Torchwood because he's stalwart. Remember when he shot that git in the arm for starting up the rift? And come on, he stole his cybergirlfriend and smuggled her into the base to keep her safe. He's got balls. Anyway, I think Ianto is the real backbone of Torchwood.

Jack's a ponce. I love him, but still. Ponce.

Hair: Well, I recommend this lovely guy called Tenn at the Old Bank Building. In Wellington, NZ. Seriously, I fly back there to get my hair cut.

Best I've found locally is Luke at OffLondon, but it's still not completely perfect (he cuts great, just... he can't MAKE ME look good, like Tenn does. Tenn suits the cut to your face, and it doesn't even look like you've had it styled. You - the complete yOU - just looks hotter. But it sounds like your wanting a style)

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3 - I'm making a godzilla costume! Spur of the moment thing for a party tomorrow. I'm making buildings out of carboard and strapping them to my legs so I can stomp through them with my cardboard godzilla puppet legs!

It's supposed to be a charming Japanese tea party, by the way. Sedate, lesiurely.

 

Gentlemen.

Where in Canberra can a man go where his hair is respected?

Anton's. Civic. Near Milk&Honey. They listen to what you want, and then tell you how to brush your hair to achieve the same effects after sleep/shower/etc has messed it up.

Sounds like a goer. Thanks Cicero (Lipschitz?). I'd walked past that place and wondered. Will try them out. Maybe as a reward after I finish my exams. :3

Three GREAT things (because good really doesn't cut it):

1. My boyfriend. 

2. My boyfriend. 

3. My boyfriend. 

No one knows him like I do. 

PS: I am not implying I have 3 boyfriends! Shame on you!   

I muddled up the two shows! And er, that certain friend postponed because I said I couldn'r do Thursday   Tee he he, my actions affect others! (him, your guy, you!) I'm like an epicenter. Anyway, we went on Friday instead, but it was cancelled. Man I looked crap that night... insomnia the night before until 8am then a couple of exhausting things in the day. I got all scrubbed up and they CANCEL on me?  Grrrrrrr

Yes, they had to cancel, because if they don't get a certain number of people, they don't get enough to pay royalty for the performance. I don't think they were anywhere near getting enough people that night. So you were all dressed up and ready to go for nothing? Too bad.

Might come to your show too. As long as you and Sam are not naked.

Again, I'm offended that you would have such an aversion to seeing me naked. But I can assure you that me and Sam will keep our gear on for this one.

Might come to your show too. As long as you and Sam are not naked.

Again, I'm offended that you would have such an aversion to seeing me naked. But I can assure you that me and Sam will keep our gear on for this one.

It's not an aversion, it's a phobia 

Seriously though, I worry that seeing a naked friend will change stuff!

LOL WOW I can hardly believe I'm explaining this... I think like Cicero, you're just being adept at baiting me and winding me up!

So..... something good for LadyMagpie....http://io9.com/5016636/batwoman-will-finally-come-out

and congrats to Danny and MiL. You crazy kids.

Hey Haps, I have to get my fun somehow and it's not like it's that great a challenge

And second what you said about Danny and MiL