maggie supremo

the day i forgave scarlett

2007-08-19T02:47:33Z

i forgave scarlett johansson for all her worldly sins today.

wtf.

i have a new blog.

I love Prince

2007-07-16T09:26:53Z

"Prince feels that charts are just music industry constructions and have little or no relevance to fans or even artists today. Prince's only aim is to get music direct to those that want to hear it."

So he gave away his new album.

Seriously.

The man can do no wrong.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-07-13T16:52:00

2007-07-13T06:54:24Z

do any of my fitzroy fans know how to contact mel (slovenly)'s parents?

she is dead.

get me a number please.

Dear LiveJournal

2007-07-13T06:12:29Z

I wrested my website back from the filthy grasp of its usurper. Which leaves me teetering atop a heart-wrenching precipice, doesn't it?

Do I continue to occasionally indulge in the ease and accessibility of good old el-jay, or do I return to the frozen, isolated tundra of stand-alone blogging?

Do I tempt fate and string myself up between the two, trying to keep one leg in each world without perishing?

Questions to be answered, and answer them I shall.

But not now.

Confused, QLD.

P.S. I'm taking up smoking for the rest of the day. Suck my kiss, bitches (AHAHAHA MOSHI OMFG CHECK THAT SHIT OUT. Fat girls with BO, baby.)

maggiesupremo @ 2007-07-07T03:31:00

2007-07-06T17:33:18Z

Nick Cave Brings Grinderman Home

by Andrew Tijs - July 5 2007

Nick Cave has announced a double-header tour for Australia in October.

It's a double-header as much as Cave will play a solo set from behind the grand piano, then he'll bring his latest project to the stage to play the gritty dark blues rock that appeared on Grinderman's self-titled debut of early 2007.

Cave will hold court as an opener, reinterpreting Bad Seeds classic like the performances in Australia in 2000. But the main event will be when he is joined by Warren Ellis (of The Dirty Three) on violin, mandolin and bouzouki, ex-Triffid and current Bad Seed Martyn Casey on bass and longtime New York underground icon Jim Sclavunos on drums.

It'll be the first time the supergroup has performed their songs in Australia, having wowed crowds in London and prepared shows throughout the US in July (including a White Stripes support at Madison Square Garden). Tickets go on sale Friday July 20.

Tour Dates:
Friday 13, Saturday 14 & Sunday 15 October – The Forum, Melbourne
Friday 19 October – Thebarton Theatre, Adelaide
Saturday 20 & Sunday 21 October – Enmore Theatre, Sydney
Wednesday 24 & Thursday 25 October – The Tivoli, Brisbane

maggiesupremo @ 2007-07-05T00:07:00

2007-07-04T14:11:11Z

It's possible I'm working the door for this event at the Globe:

Details are not yet finalised, but it's more than likely the case.

I also get to stay at Moshi's house.

Who else is looking forward to Saturday?

Mostly me.

Beatles Songs I Actually Like, Part The First

2007-07-03T07:34:37Z

maggiesupremo @ 2007-07-01T13:53:00

2007-07-01T04:02:35Z

New music event in Brisbane: EXILE.

It's across the road from the Roma Street train station, which is pretty much the most convenient thing ever.

It's a weekly event and will have alternating cover, as some weeks it is a club and some weeks it will be live music CENTRO. $10 one week and $5 the next. Apparently the drinks are cheap and your favourite bands are paid well and treated with a very pretty rider. All good things.

Opening night, which is the 27th, will see The Scare, Children Collide and the Butcher Birds all getting their rock the fuck out on.

This is a pleasing development. Everyone should give them money.

See also: with EXILE so close to that other new venue - lofly hangar - one might hope for a new concentration of entertainment stop shops away from all the cockhead 'chavs' (this is funny to me and none of the people on my list of comrades but I remain unfazed) of the Valley.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-24T00:19:00

2007-06-23T14:20:49Z

i just saw the clip for sweet dreams and concluded that i would probably shag annie lennox before i shagged angelina jolie, were i ever to find myself in a celebrity shagging marathon.

then i thought about whether or not i'd still shag annie.

does ms lennox still have it, i asked myself.

i'd still do it. she's still got it.

p.s. kate bush is creeping me out.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-20T12:15:00

2007-06-20T02:18:16Z

i am really struggling with this quitting smoking thing, which bores me entirely because how dull is that?

whatever, apparently most people quit ten times before they actually do it or something.

i'd like to skip the rest and properly quit now. so. i'm putting myself on house arrest. i can refrain from smoking much easier at my house than in the world of social engagement. therefore, i will not enter the world of social engagement.

i'm pretty much unavailable for the next month.

okay i'ma go have my last cigarette now ahahah.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-18T23:02:00

2007-06-18T13:02:23Z

hahahahaha

this is not a cryptic message to any of you fyi

2007-06-18T03:26:25Z

what i don't understand about people is that they do things they're not willing to cop to. a good behavioural litmus test is to ask yourself, 'self, if someone were to find out about this and compile an article for all the world to read, how would i feel?'

if the response to that is a malicious campaign of threats and abuse i would advise you, cunt, to step the fuck away from the object of desire and go on about your business in a manner that you do not find so desperately shameful.

it seems obvious. but then so does not dipping your finger in to that particular pot of misfortune so i guess it is time to come to terms with the fact we are not dealing with a sensitivity to the blatant in this one.

i have been subject to a conflict of loyalties throughout this whole ordeal, but i am a half-second away from remembering all those laws of self that are espoused from one end of the soul-enervating show circuit to the other, featuring that liberating and unified modus oprahndi andslashor procedural anthem of 'i choose me'. i wish people would stop fucking up so heinously in the face of better options. i.e. do not push me on a good day let alone a crazy one like right the fuck now because occasionally i reach a point of distaste where i can no longer help but to respond in a way neither of us expected.

i do hope this settles itself down before the end of today, otherwise i am going to have to supermorph into an unstoppable force of righteous anger mixed with the resentment of my friends and everyone you have managed to piss off or let down in the course of ever. it is a mother fucking arsenal.

i will title the thing shitting on white ants from great heights. do you dig?

thank christ i had a livejournal in which to express my feelings.

p.s. dear ryan, you need to stop being incommunicado. you also need to contact me TODAY or you are in the shit like you have never been in the shit before.

if you're not ryan but you know him, get him for me. immediately. thanks.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-17T17:51:00

2007-06-17T07:54:43Z

I did plan to spend this afternoon checking out the newish lofly hangar venue that's hidden up in Brisbane somewhere. In the end I decided the lineup involved mostly indie cockoff and there was no way I could sit through it this time. Plus I was too fucked to actually make the journey.

My potential companions concurred.

THEN I was going to present myself at a going away party that was 'rolling' the Hard Rock, but I sat down and thought about how cold my toes were and decided against it.

I just want to stay in bed, warm and comfortable, and not have to deal with cunts.

So that's what I'm doing tonight.

P.S. I think I'm getting sick.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-16T22:37:00

2007-06-16T12:38:49Z

pipe-smoking party at my house.

kick out the hams. or the jams. whatev.

2007-06-16T05:34:16Z

i want wayne kramer hair. i'm working on it. starting now.

in other news, crawling straight from a steaming hot shower back in to bed is not only awesome, but risque.

fuck your lj-cut.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-15T15:20:00

2007-06-15T05:22:30Z

Was anyone else in love with Beau Brady in primary school or whenev?

P.S. A Simple Life is fucking hilarious.

Comprehensive Summary

2007-06-15T02:51:29Z

Yesterday was the end-point of semester one at uni, and the beginning of a month of nada.

Okay, so maybe I have to get a job or something. I don't know. The point is yesterday was awesome.

Bob and I arrived at our psych exam, did our psych exam, left Griffith and went to my house. I removed my Exam Clothes and straightened my Exam Hair and then we proceeded on to Bob's Abode. Abobe. Adobe. Aha. Whatever.

It was 11am or thereabouts and neither of us had eaten and I was fucking ravenous, okay. I would have torn strips off Bob's dog at that point.

Instead, Bob made delicious foodstuffs and I love it when he makes delicious foodstuffs because they are delicious and I eat them.

THIS SHIT IS BORING.

We went to Brisbane to see Moshi like two hours later. She was making a mascot for the Alibi Room, so we took it there when she was done.

I love the Alibi Room. And I love Moshi, Moshi's toys and Bob. As you can see, frantic reader, things were going well for me.

We hung around at the Alibi for hours, enjoying free beer (care of Moshi's tiki doll), delicious chips and aioli, more beer and pizza. Gelati and the Neighbours game may or may not have made a cameo appearance.

Pete and Jo came upstairs after they'd finished work and we hung out with them for ages. Hilarious. They're both incredibly funny and awesome. The bar girl was also pretty great but the trainee bar girl was boring.

Then I came home and hung out with Steph.

As you can see, the day progressed flawlessly and I look forward to more like it, frankly.

Today has involved hanging out in my bed with food that is shit for you and music that will inevitably cause deafness.

I'm going to use the 'content' mood.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-13T17:58:00

2007-06-13T07:59:55Z

some things piss me right off.

fantales are not one of those things.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-12T18:28:00

2007-06-12T08:32:35Z

MEG'S APPROACH TO STUDYING:

consider the sheer amount of work that needs to be done by tomorrow morning.
sigh.
text bob.
buy beer (with bob).
have beer tasting night in bed (with bob).
do not study (with bob).

an open letter to stef

2007-06-11T08:50:12Z

hi, i love you. i think you are pretty and you always smell good and you're warm when it's cold and i feel that your hips are perfect for the kissin'. and that mouth.

goddamn. that mouth!

when i had to write my plato essay thing, the discussion of forms kept reminding me of your mouth.

i think i could trace a thousand forms in just the outline of your mouth.

do you know how irrelevant diotima becomes when faced with distractions like that?

who?

ilu4rlz.

so i wrote it on livejournal. even though you didn't want me to. you know, originally it was just going to say 'hi, i love you.'

and then you said no.

and then you said go.

and then you went to sulk.

see you lates.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-10T11:59:00

2007-06-10T01:59:32Z

This slam assignment has fast descended in to a video show.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-09T17:40:00

2007-06-09T07:41:49Z

i love the internoodle.

bootbay

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-08T21:28:00

2007-06-08T11:36:01Z

dear diary,
put quitting resolve to the test tonight and did not freak out and buy cigarettes.

feel like i am made out of steel.

also want a cigarette.

mostly want a cigarette.

in other news, jarrad is funny.

am still losing my mind, but less so.

the bats were crying so hard the sky joined in.

sinsurly,
meg.

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-07T17:11:00

2007-06-07T07:12:31Z

ear
shell

shellear

shellac

shirley

shellear

ear
shell

maggiesupremo @ 2007-06-07T16:32:00

2007-06-07T06:39:23Z

my mind is a broken and desolate thing right now.

it is no optical illusion, the walls ARE gravitating towards the center of this room. there is a middle point marked by a shoe and that is all that will be left. one shoe.

i will be consumed and subsumed by my room. they will make a movie called 'if these walls could talk 3' and it will involve only an aerial view of the shoe, spanning three hours, with some indistinct murmuring in the background.

i walked along an open plain today and considered the story of a man who spent the last thirty seconds of his life stroking his own palm. i wondered if it felt good.

i considered the possibility that man never existed and he was just part of my room.

my room begs the question of circular thought.

death of man is wrong because stroking the palm is morally abhorrent. stroking the palm is not morally abhorrent. death of man is not wrong.

dr
i
p

and you?