Ears Bleeding Out

My life is a soundtrack and I wake up everyday with fresh vibes. My mind is packed full of erratic thoughts, and my cognitive process is starting to blur the lines between reality and the bizarre. Work is taking over my life, I dream about it and then have to live the real thing for 8 hours every day.

Off the subject of work, I've been trawling the less travelled recesses of the internet for a song I heard on George FM a few months back. Just came back to me randomly as I was walking to work yesterday morning, so I googled the lyrics. Only problem was the lyrics are, da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da, do do do do do do do do do do do do do, ba ba ba ba.. yeah you get the point. Anyhow, I challenge any of you sons of anarchy to google those lyrics and find the song like I did. Took me a good three hours of listening to every shite song that has da's, do's, ba's, nyehs or anything like that in the lyrics. Once I did find it I listened to it once and that was me sick of it again. For any peops interested in a really random tune that reminds me of a few months back, here it is. I'm not even sure I really like it. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOMe-8Tf1Y0 ) It's a pretty annoying tune when I think about it, but it was just something that past Ashton really wanted to listen to in his stubborness. Jerk. Wasted three hours of my life I could have been trawling through even darker recesses on the interwebs...

Anyboob, I just had a few mates from Townsville show up in QT a few weeks back and totally make my night. Had a few bevvies with them and then went home and passed out like I was shot by a cannon ball, in the face, from a yard away, by twelve cannons. This week I was meant to have another mate visit but seeing as he's from Townsville he waited to get to the airport before checking/finding out when his visa expired. WINNER WINNER, NO FRIENDS FOR WINTER.

In other news, I've been knocking in goals on the weekend playing soccer as well. 3 in 3. Pity I only ever manage to score on the pitch. AM I RIGHT?

Snowboarding is stalemating for me. I'm at that stage where I'm too chicken to push my limits. With self preservation in mind I've not been hitting any of the bigger features in the park. :( I will one day, I'm slowly getting back to that stage of just hating life every Sunday morning when I wake up and wonder why I thought it was a good idea to have 15 jager bombs and spend all my food shop money in one night. One day I'll loathe myself enough to chuck my body off a cliff with a board strapped to my feet. 

Also, got a black eye the other day. I looked hard as sin for a week, so I swaggered around town in a manner that almost got me a second black eye. Shitttchyeer. I'm tuff as m8. Don't wanna mess wiv me. xox, lolkthnxbi.  But sometimes that's just the way it goes, mother flipper I fight fire with volcanos. 

Well enough word vomit from a very bored Ashton, this really is not a good blog post but at least I know my mum will have read it.

LOVE CHOO MUMSIE. 

Peace errebody.