Another post about Smoko.

Smoko, Smoko, Smoko.

Camping Joy!

Yeah, PARTY IN MY BUSH! (My mother's going to be so dissapointed if she ever reads this)


Tomorrow Stasia, her brother and I head up to Smoko to live on gin and limes for a weekend.


Here is a list of what I imagine it is going to be like:

• Stasia and I will drink gin and lie down

• There will be a lot of bands that you've never heard of

• At some point people will get naked and dance

• Lots of boys from bands will try to kiss me

• I will maintain my ever elegant appearances and grace despite not having a shower for two days

• It will be very well organised

• Stasia may try to do things to me while I'm sleeping

• I might like it

• I will change my mind about how much I like it and run off with Kim to a B&B in Bright where they have showers and beds and breakfasts and expect Kim to pay.


When I return I will give you another list detailing what it was really like and you can live vicariously through me. Maybe I will even take notes while I'm there and write a proper review for a street mag and finally launch myself into the career I am destined for; proffessional party correspondant.



I still haven't found my sleeping bag.

Jenni's Sleeping Bag: Do you have it?

Yeah, this'll teach me for sleeping around huh? ( My dad's already made this jibe so you don't need to... and why would I take my sleeping bag anyway?!)

...

Has anyone seen my sleeping bag?

It's blue-green on the outside and rusty red on the inside. Has a hood and should be stuffed inside a black compresable bag.

I haven't been camping since Meredith and I know I didn't leave it in the paddock there. I'm pretty sure I've left it in somebody's lounge room after crashing on a couch drunk in the early morning hours.

I want to go to Smoko on Friday and Meredith again soon and I think my sleeping bag will come in handy at both these events. So maybe you could just check your cupboards, under your beds, floor etc. Maybe it looks a lot like your sleeping bag except... maybe it's a little bit better than your sleeping bag... but maybe you think I'm kinda alright and maybe you are also alright and know that you should really return it now. I promise I won't look at you funny, I know how these things can hang around (I still need to return Simon's book, "Magic and Witchcraft", before he goes to Shanghai).

All I really care about is getting it back cos it was really expensive and my granny died in it.

Love

Jen
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxooooooooooooooooooooooo

PS: If I find you at Smoko or Meredith in a bag that looks suspiciously like mine ... just watch out.

Smoko Details

There will be time, there will be ...

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow...

Hello friends and friendly readers.

Better look here for more stuff on Smoko Fest, they have details on how to get there, what to bring and what to do etc... and I ain't giving you nothin at the moment.

And you can bring your friends , if they are ok
If they aren't then maybe you are not ok and maybe you should just stay at home... or you can go to that rave that is happening at the show grounds on Saturday night with Simon Toppin instead.

I am going up on Saturday (1st Dec) sometime. Wanna come? I can drive and my car is alright. I think I might have room in my tent for one or two too ... Stasia?...



What a way to break in Summer huh?

whenever it snows

" ...no, it was very quiet at ACMI today, not even Goonlight guy* was there...oh, except Tim Rogers came in and frolicked in the Memory Grid for a bit, so it was really just me and Tim Rogers in the Memory Grid and ... blahblahdiblah blah..."



(beat boxing space bandit passes between)

"You aren't very responsive today Simon"

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"Sorry, I was just looking at this person that went past wearing a t-shirt that had 'whatever' printed in huge letters across the front...what were you saying?"




















* Mean no ill-respect here Pony, it's just how my friends know of you (provider of affordable Friday night's entertainment).

Smoko Music Festival

Some friends of friends of mine are organising their own little music festival

It's basically a bunch of friends having a weekend-long party on somebody's parent's land.

Lots of bands
Lots of friends
A pretty piece of earth I hear, trees, creeks and fresh air
Sausages and Beer
Even toilets!
Somody said something about prerolled joints for $2

Bands playing as according the scrap of paper I was handed last Wednesday night at a party*:

Actions of Love
Aurora
Gnomes of Zurich
Johnny Saw Horses (TBC)
You am I
Battles
Bjork

And more!


Might be the start of something
Might not
Should be good either way






Maybe I will see you there.

More information might come.

I'll write sentences when I've finished my essays.


*Subject to change