I've posted a couple of new versions of songs, and deleted everything else in a rash moment. Am wondering if I should post demos for interest sake....
My real blog is on http://wonky-eye-day.blogspot.com/
toodles x

hmmmmm. My files were too large to upload the new songs. So I deleted the old ones and now there is nothing!
I will post new stuff soon.
Hurrah.
Nina

Hi kiddies.

Ive just started a new blog... although I'm not sure if I like the set up. We shall see. I think it will take me a while to get into the swing of it. And the whole electronic drawing thing (VERY awkward)

http://wonky-eye-day.blogspot.com/

xx

I have had nightmares every night this week.

And they have ranged from the horrifying:
Serial killers cutting people into wafer thin slices…

To the anxious:
My band being an hour late for a major gig….

To the humiliating:
I went to a day spa in a dream and had not just one, but two massages (who lives this life? What a thrill!) I knew I couldn't afford it, but thought the maximum bill would be about $240.

The bill was $1,400.

I was obviously upset, and they showed me a list of extra charges.
INCLUDING A $50 CHARGE FOR PRETENDING TO BE MY FRIEND!!

I cried.

I was cursed with terrible back pain over the last week, and have discovered that there are 3 steps to self-loathing.

The first step is when you realise that you can't stand up.

The second is when you are lying in bed, unable to move... and you try and regain lost self-esteem by cramming chippies and chocolate in your mouth all day.

But the 3^rd step is when you run out of chocolate and chippies.

That is the saddest step of all.

I am moving house.

Out of fashionable, hip, clean Grey Lynn (with all its Hobo glory and coffee shops)

And into West Auckland.

Incidentally, yesterday I saw a hobo in the park in a wheelchair wheeling around. And then he got out of the wheelchair and was walkin all over the place. So I can only assume that the wheelchair is just an additional mode of transport (perhaps one that you wont do much damage in if you are sniffing glue).

Where I am going to live is actually quite scenic. And I will be living in a barn.

I wasn't initially thrilled about this, but as moving day has neared I have become more and more excited.

Perks include:

Living by myself

Being able to play music whenever I want

Having enough space to have as many musical instruments around as I desire

Being 5 minutes away from my band practice room

Living extra close to 3 of my band members- jams a-plenty

Being just down the road from my Nanna

Mother-daughter bonding.


CONS include:

Cockroaches

Being a million miles away from town



So, as you can see, the excitement outweighs the pain!

Thanksgiving dinner!

It was everything I dreamed of. (See diagram)

Xmas dinner was also amazing.

And let me just share that I had THE best breakfast in the world... EVER... when I was in Tauranga.

Favourite foods include: Risotto, Mangos and fruits in general, Salmon Fettucini (spelling?), Mum's salad dressing, Thai food, Mexican food.... Ahhh droool... most food.

And when someone else is cooking I love them with a deep and true love.

Hated food: Coriander. (Or Cilantro- if you are in the states.) This food makes me cry with a deep and true pain.

This is very important information. I am hungry.

The one thrill about being somewhere cold (note: the only thrill) is that it snows.

 

When I went to Syracuse it was COLD, and I am a complete wimp. And there were dogs and cats, and people who know me also know that I am allergic to EVERYTHING. So I was a cold, sneezing wreck…. With jetlag...

 

Farideh was amazing and she would wake me up every morning with a cup of tea. She knew that this was the only thing that would get me out of bed- puffy eyed and grumpy as all hell.

 

There are few people I could live with and be happy, but Farideh is one of them. And just to publicly declare my love, I also have to say that she is a dear friend who I feel like I am my best self around. Which is amazing.

 

Right… wiping that sentimental tear out of my eye, I shall continue…

 

So I was in Syracuse wearing ugly winter clothes…. And I caught a cold.

Farideh and Seth went out to the supermarket while I stayed in bed... all pathetic in my pajamas.

 

Suddenly, it started to snow! Big fat snowflakes. THRILL!

 

As I had never seen snowflakes I hauled my sick ass out of bed, ran downstairs and out the door, basking in the joys of life.

 

I held my hands out and enjoyed the splendour of the moment.

 

 

Then I realized I was locked out.

 

I was locked outside for an hour until they came home. 

 

Not my finest hour.

 

Im sick at the moment too. A little cold, with a sore throat.

I feel all pathetic and long for cuddles. And cups of tea….