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• RIP Perry DeAngelis, 1963 - 2007, a skeptic of some note. the monkeys have won, perry. You will be missed.
• peace to greece: australia feels your pain. we know of the fires.
• there was a really large huntswoman in our bathroom a couple of nights ago. we both cried like little babies (not really), and got our neighbour to come in an facilitate a removal for us. she performed like a fucking trooper but the spider decided to leave our little meeting. she decided she would have no part of the removal and has moved into the wall. her abdomen was fat. i hope she is not with child(ren). we’ve blocked up all the holes in our rooms, except for a couple of really big ones in the bathroom.
• “kevin - oh - seven - dot - com - au”
• today i did one of those vomits when you are sure you are going to pass out. yeah. too many hard dreams. tired.

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i’m sleepy.
things are good if a little sore.

tonight it rained, today i saw somsom and my sister.
somsom bought me kickarse split enz records and my sister bought herself.

today felt productive.
friendly visits, then lazy therapy, followed by rheumatology clinic at ye olde hospital. afterwards i went to piedemontes and bought hommus and spicy pumpkin dip and came home to suzi and we snuggled warmly on the couch.

sometimes straightforward days are ace.
today was one of them.

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camp betty
punk rock craft fair and fatgirl clothing swap
bleeding day
which rural town would you move to or live in?
why i like tea tree
camping.

(edited to add: i think the period after camping is very good.)

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i just want to remember how nice it felt.
all of it.
just small moments of wonder and wonderment.

smells. climates. plants. birds. all of the birds. tiger. baby tigers. my sister! a. c. s. m. r. d. t. s. b. s. am i forgetting names? and maeve! and the awesome cripchair i hired for three days. just everyone, all the women and creatures and the plants and the weather and the smells and sounds. it made me very very very happy. i want to thank you.

there is a forceful wind, full of might and it is making one of my teeth hurt. it is crazy wild and it makes me relieved that there is some rain and some real winter finally. it feels like it’s been years… this headline from the age “Great news: it’ll be cold, wet, miserable”; it’s so exciting!

observation: tonight when i was injecting the chemo, the needle was so blunt that i had to roar like “!RAWR” to deal with the pain of it slodging through into my quadricep. i ended up having three entry sites and blood. must research to find out if i can sharpen the needle myself before using it. ok!

and, batrouney.

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basically this photo conveys everything you need to know. the wombats were completely out of hand, feral and giant and crazed. they tore at our shelter, and stole our food. they also threatened us several times, in large gangs, toting guns and machetes.

this image displays me, fighting for survival at about 2am. i had to defend myself with a blink lightsabre. i barely got out alive. it’s a fucking jungle out there.

forget about giant squid taking over the world, it’s time we worried about the mofo wombats.

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tomorrow i will be leaving for the bush for a few days.

i’m taking my music, my camera and my tripod and my towel and my tent and sleeping bag. anne is bringing me a futon to sleep on which is pretty awesome. excellent.

i have been asking the goddess for a show of the southern lights while we’reo there. i wonder if she’ll put out? i sure hope so.

steely dan are so fucking smooth it almost hurts. i can’t wait to see them in september. it will take a lot for me to hold myself back and not get all autistic with my excitement. i will be squiggling in the freaking air.

ok. so camping. yay. so so so so good making for my heart. she desires it so much. the air, the light, the sounds, the colours. the scents. the creatures.

i got a bunch of amazing pictures from some awesome friends. they are so fucking great, i don’t know how to explain it. it warms me. it fills me. i have lots of love. lots.

okok: dream programming: must have gentle, friendly, loving-ful and beautiful dreams, ok? you’ve been visiting such awful, sad and nasty places for a while and you need a rest.

LEFTOVER LIST FOR REFERENCE//

food list for camping
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- meths
- chopping board
- soymilk
- chips and salsa
- smores shit

stuff list for camping
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- crip sticks
- pillows

clothes list for camping
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- cords

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i implore you all to listen up about this old, old story: about the gurindji strike.

these people are incredible. their story is incredible and the land itself, it’s unbelievably beautiful, full of spirit, thick of foreverness. so full and so old, it holds everything that exists in the entire universe. everything in that place.

… place

place is everything, ever.

and soon i will need to move on with suzi, to a kinder land that the city. inland. my ideas so far look like this:

• castlemaine
• daylesford
• bendigo

for a long time, i needed to be by the sea, but i know that it’s coming in soon, in the next few years, and i just have to wait until then, until the earth has rebalanced herself, it will seem dry. things i consider around this:

• decent elevation above sea level (2.5m+)
• good hospital/medical services (10 minutes by ambulance to nearest hospital)
• electric bike friendly
• queer friendly
• low crime rate
• serviced by broadband capable phone line

hmm. the bells at the nunnery are ringing. and i am hungry.

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wow:

- yvey called tonight at midnight to tell me that jacob had died on sunday night. he was only like a year younger than me. it is so very very sad. he overdosed on alcohol and heroin. funeral/wake in a day or so. living and dying is significant this year.
- the event i made happen was great. we faced fire, i slept under the stars, owls came to visit me, the roos were there everynight. and anah, my goddess. wow. what an amazingly beautiful woman.

- no wind tonight, and it’s fucking hot. cannot sleep thus far. ate corn, tried to sleep outside under a mosquito net but got attacked by an angry mob of ants.

- plans to visit more lands: amazon acres, herland and the mountain, amongst others.
- charles thursday.

- will buy a diary this week.

- suzi is sad that i went bush for a week and came back without my big belly. i didn’t mean for it to happen. i was working real hard on the lands to keep us safe and well fed and warm and energised. going back onto chemo is horrible. it’s much harder once you’ve been off it to go back on it and eat what you’re meant to.

- learning songs in language, entrusted and respected. we are so lucky.
- 1 wedge tailed eagle, a zillion kites, a zillion gang gangs, a zillion sulphur crested cockatoos, king parrots, crimson rosellas, a mob of eastern grey roos, geckos, 1 feral cat, 2 southern boobooks, etc etc.

fuck me, it’s really hot.

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man stroke woman is such a fucking great show.

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