Dear Diary,

We have started the tour for our new single Masochist... we played Jive Bar in Adelaide on Friday night and the One Movement Festival in Perth on Saturday. I forgot how little sleep you get while on tour, but i guess its no ones fault but mine.... and who ever decided to book ridiculously early flights, not pointing any fingers (tim(it wasn't tim(but it's funny if everyone thinks that it was(it was tim))))

we had to be at the airport at 4:30 on friday morning, as usual i was the only one on time and there looking ridiculously good looking but all alone as i sat in a wheelchair and twiddled my thumbs. the rest of the band was (predictably) running late so when i received a message from maggie asking me to find a baggage trolley thing to help with gear i understandably paniced and rushed around looking wildly for one... there wasn't any around so i put my gear down by a seat and waited cause i was going to rush out and help them as soon as someone else came to watch my gear... luke was the first one through the doors and i rushed after him and told him to watch my gear (may or may not have been all of it) anyways to cut a long story short after we had checked in i realized that someone had stolen my small satchel full of my clothes which was badly needed as i was only wearing sweet cutoff shorts and a sweet shirt, and thongs... cause as i was moving house all this week i couldnt find my shoes so i had to buy some in adelaide. so understandably i made a scene and swore and whatnot at no one in particular. after making my scene i walked over to the seat where i left my gear earlier and picked up my bag and got on the flight.

it has been a long time since i've admitted that something was my fault but here goes, that was mostly my fault, i would like to blame tim (who may or may not of decided on the early flights that made me all tired an shit) but it is mostly no one's fault but mine. lets say 60-40 my fault. thats my final offer.

We interupt this inane story with the following announcement: The show we previously announced as playing at the Mona Vale Hotel on the 22nd of October has been postponed... i repeat postponed. also the all ages show at the Annandale in Sydney on the 24th of October has also been postponed also. we'll be back bitches.... just you wait.


after all that excitement i had to take a nap.... boy did i nap good... we then went to Nova (the radio station not the planet) and played an acoustic version of Your Favourite Pervesion and talked rubbish about my grandfather's rose petal jam... they were good people the nova folk even though they didnt give us one of the many cases of beer they had lying around.

the show at jive was raucus as a sand people bar fight, thanks to everyone who came... and bing goes to monaco and No thru road who supported us... fkn sweet bands those lot.... after the show me an scotty and the dudes from the Battery Kids tried to drink the carton of beer we had been given in the car park out back.... we came close but thats where my memory fails me.

i came to at 5 o'clock being woken up by Buddha.... wait

Big news Diary you left wing leather bound bitch!!!!

We have another new bass player.... Damian or Buddha JSS bass v 5.0... he's fkn sweet at the bass playing and an all round awesome dude!!

he woke me up at 5 am and we went to the airport to fly to perth.... i slept the entire way except for 10 minutes when the nice lady beside me tried to poison me with cashew nuts.... thats not true but she did give me a massive handful which i munched on slowly... they were delicious but when she tried to give me more that was where i drew the line.... nice lady giving me cashew nuts on a plane.... well thats sweet.... nice lady who won't stop giving me cashew nuts on a plane... thats attempted nutocide.

Perth was sunny.... way tooooo sunny.... way to hot.... but still freakin awesome. we got picked up by our first of 3 drivers of the day.... he was quite excitable and gave us a tour of where ever we drove to.... did you know there is a bell tower in perth that was modelled on the sydney opera house.... i didn't... but i do now.... thanks.... shit i can't remember his name.... lets call him reginald.

the festival was really well set up though still extremely hot... unfortunately i missed seeing The Beards but we did meet them after.... and played volleyball on a bouncing castle with them.... beards versus non beards.... it was a bit mis matched considering that half our band has beards and their entire entourage had a beard except for their manager.... but she just didn't have the testosterome to make it happen.

this is a fact.... volleyball on a bouncing castle is probably the best thing in the world

this is also a fact.... playing volleyball on a bouncing castle after drinking a six pack will definately make you want to throw up.

this also is an also fact.... sometimes i have more stomach fortitude than i think.

this is a fact as well..... tiger's can't wear lip balm.

after hanging out with a bunch of rad people and watching sarah blasko and a thai pop princess complete with back up dancers (not on at the same time... although that would be a super group i would pay good money for) we caught the red eye flight back to brisbane.... stupid idea.... richard branson if you're reading this get virgin blue better goddamn seats.... normally i can sleep for days on end but i couldnt sleep past 3 hours on your stupid fucking plane.... up yours sir... up yours

love pete