brodie danceoff

I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4 Mountain goats or mountain goat?On tuesday, when my petrol tank was decidedly full (well, half-and i'm one of those glass-half-full types) i realised my behind hadn't relocated out of wheelers for an entire weekend and was awash with depression. i have (some) money. I have a car. what the shit was i doing ruling suburbia for a full 48 hours?spewing. in the projectile fashion. i might as well broadcast the fact, because at least i'm appearing vaguely normal.since dissipation of the posse, life hasn't been the same. i don't want to get reflective here beacuse mum flips out about my space these days.back in the game.it was one of those lay your arse down, too much punch, blue fairy floss etc. and get a headspin moments when you think..i could dance to 'time of your life' or 'freestyler' again but everyone's seen me win the dance-off and i've got nowhere to go from here except the enamel throne.so, for the final backyard marquee party -i salute you. and plan not a single celebration for my own birthday.