how are you doing? no really, i mean it....how the fuck is everyone, as since this whole blog thingy-me-jiggy began, nobody seems to email us anymore. Yes, you Nottingham types, i wont name names, its rude and degrading, blunt and unnecessary....all of dem tings i am not ( :) )............so this is my request for some comments please. if you are reading this, which obviously you are, please 'make a comment'.....in form of little Orange button pressing and typing. let us know how your doing, if your alive and how the bloody weather is.
thats all
still in Sydney
started job
went to a jazz brazilian festival thing tonight
was awesome
now going to bed
kat says hi
probably
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this has been lynds, over n out

written by  lynds-n-kat on January 13, 2007 from Sydney, Australia
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so the day started out farily un eventful and normal. tea sit in lounge and pilfer internet from unsuspecting neighbours.

lynds: think i might just read book all day as have nothing else to do
kat: gonna go internet job hunting ness and email a few cv i think...

four hours and two very forged signatures later me and lynds are driving back from Sydney international airport in Toyota camry that is now ours and a hand written receipt from farrel saying i bought the car from him for $500. this is not true.

still a little unsure on how this happened one of those wasn't concentrating enough on job in hand senarios-meant to get a job to day but got a car.....never mind this sometimes happens....

i blame veg and farrel.. actually it IS their fault for leaving without selling it.

nothing else to report apart from we are settling well and the Sydney roads are confusing to drive with the lack of signs and lack of ability to drive 14 yr old ghostbuster stylee through crounds of people.

bob bye
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lynds starts work tomorrow yey for her!!!!!!!!!

written by  lynds-n-kat on January 8, 2007 from Sydney, Australia
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so far we have been wandering the street of Sydney. is beautiful and not as big as you think if you ignore massive amount of water in the middle bit.

have been abstaingin from alcohol since new year due to bank balance and general fatigue. although are going on big explore of darlin harbour tonight.

Surry hills where we live is beautiful. it also has about 4.3 vintage shops to each person living here so me and lynds are in element and are heavenly wandering into places and buying things of the basis that we could where them for interviews (if i ever get any).

job hunting is going slow but have been frequenting the local golf course on runs as i still don't really know where we are in respect to anywhere and never seem to find centenial park to run in and just hole number 8 every time.

runs are histerical for all around me and yet again i find people run at me when i run although the fact i'm in lynds' blue flower pj shorts and no shoes may be the reason and not flayling run style.

we have spent 60% of time on sofa this week and watching massively shit tv. and also awaiting the return of neighbours on monday. lynds has found job!!!!! yey!!!!!!!! and i have found somewhere to do capoeira!!!!! yey!!!! (priorites like the planets will align in time....)

so here we are in sunny Sydney wishing we had money to go out more, go to the Sydney arts festival events and re pruchase new retro/vintage wardrobe now that we are out of hostels and into flat.

until then we sit in Sydney waiting for life to start happening in work/money momentum of new year pick up that will happen after sleepy slump post xmas-new year festivities.

well will go out tonight with flat mates. trying to avoid pre going out goon drinking and see what other fun we can find

much huggles
kat
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written by  lynds-n-kat on January 5, 2007 from Sydney, Australia
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HAPPY NEW YEAR, AND CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!

wwwwwoooop woooppppppp!!!!

err, not really done much of late, but have missed this diary-like-offload-of-emotions so i am going to tell ya'll just what i have not been doing.

Xmas was fab, we were in Bris-Vegas with a friend of mine Bell-Ender and her family Pagano....a vast and expanding collection of Italians. We ate a lot of Shrimps (well i did, kady cant because it make her face go like Lesley Ash, tried to make her for comical value but to no avail), a lot of potato salad, i finally got to wear my special red dress id been saving for xmas day (yes like a poor deprived child),

we got new flip-flops, and new tea cups with pink tassles on (not so good for washing up), and went on large charity shop hunt, and it was all grande and festive (sortof) and marvellous in a very hot way. oh and we also got stubby holders. which are amazing.

then we met our good friend Tony who ive known for years (subconciously but recently reaquainted on the internet) who kindly gave us a lift down to Sydney (for free, woooooooooooooooooooooooooop) stopping for a night in Port Macquarie to camp, in a tent large enough to contend the Taj Mahal, whilst wearing pretty much all my clothes. It was fucking cold, and we had a 'fucking lying Australia' moment (also happens at such times as rain, distinct lack of spiders present, small kangaroos and ugly men).

anyhooo....i digress....

Now we are in Sydney. would love to tell you about new year but i cant remember...
(jokes but see below)

have since got very comfy on the sofa and become aquainted with SHIT Australian television (of which 90% seems to be american cop shows anyway) and more than annoying Australian adverts (of which 100% are along the lines of Sheilas Wheels). Still are a it homeless, kindof, but have this current abode until february when they will kick us out. yay!

Tis a loevly area, though vaguely reminiscent of downtown Rio (kindof, i know what i mean), and there are MILLIONS OF VINTAGE SHOPS lining the main road. which you can imagine i am devastated about.

anyhoo, rambling....oh and i got a job, woop, had interview today in shiny white office, where everything was all shiny and white and clicky on floor...and got job. yay!
no im not talented, i have contacts. kat is well underway getting hers, watch this space....

ciao for now.....over and out

lynds (and kat next to me being grown up doing job stuff)

written by  lynds-n-kat on January 3, 2007 from Sydney, Australia
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Ok we have been massively rubbish and not blogged for ages. been a little road tripping and busy busy.

Back in Sydney now in surry hills kinda area is nice to have place to reside in permenance( well till feb)

had new years on beach in the harbour with the fireworks and randoms and stuff. was awesome view

our view of the bridge at new year

me and kat....

kat ruining a perfectly nice photo of me and someone i cant remember

sydney harbour bridge fireworks

happy new year...wooppp woooooooooop!

not much. should be a sinch.

much love and hugs hope you all had an awesome new years. we were thinking of you all (i think)

kat and lynds (hungover)

1st of January 2007. Fucking Gross

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written by  lynds-n-kat on January 2, 2007 from Sydney, Australia
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so it would appear on looking back at the last few weeks that besides my (highly amusin) koala joke, i havent written on this thing for ages. which means we have no track record of anything weve done besides kadys non-sensical torret-like ramblings. super.

well.....in the short time that we have been absent, me and kat have become fucking lazy. yeeeeah sure, we drove round a sandy island and suuuure we winched some sails on boat and ran a bit on the beach (nooo have done that for a while), did a bit of diving and swimming and shit. but now it would appear that the goon (Australias answer to lambrini) has finally kicked in on the ammune system, and all we can do is sit.

the precise location of the sitting varies from time to time, location to location, and every now and then differs in company. Obviously to avoid extreme sunburn and sunstroke we have to shift position in a westerly direction hourly, but the exertion of that is compensated for by another hour of sitting.

the beloved lagoon...

da motley crew. cute arent they?

evening time approaches and the maximum amount of movement is undertaken: the great migration from lagoon to hostel terrace.

welcome to the jungle that is magnums!!!!

terrace. home to many a sit.

however, the time came (in form of Andrew 'Veg' Venables and his car offering life south) to leave our little gaggle of undesirables and begin the vast trip down the coast once more. it was a sad moment leaving the hut (specially as we'd sacked off paying rent and just slept in with the boys) and the lagoon and the terrace and clancys pie shop, but we marked our departure with macdonalds for breakfast before MAMMOTH 10 hr car journey. Company for said journey being Venables (mate from uni for all who are unsure of this strange new character), venables' mate farrell, and a very odd and small canadian man (no, i correct myself, boy) by name of Theo. Or Jim.

it was sweaty. and hot. and there were lots of trees and one token dead kangaroo. but not much else. we were not hounded by woman demanding to know our taking on chicken salt, nor chased by police. but we did eat two large packets of crisps. possibly the journeys most eventful moment. part from that, we sat a bit more.

now here we are, in Hervey Bay, the only town in the whole world which has everything you need but nothing is open. total-shutdown happens at 6 o clock (convientley timed with 5 very hungary travellers). there is buggar all here (well probably, but havent left pool so dont know), and we are waiting for the boys to get back from Fraser so we can get a lift to Brisbane. Till that happens, we sit.

this has been lynds. over and out.

written by  lynds-n-kat on December 20, 2006 from Airlie Beach, Austria
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-chris and chirs's flat and wine
-scuba diving great barrier with speed boat complete with duran duran style sunbathing deck
-snakes in the bushes
-possums in the trees
-certain sprinklers. at certain times. with certain alcohol volumes.
-mama africa's strange infusion of house and 'urban electronica' for sure
-use of beaches out of daylight hours
-clanceys (best pie shop in the world)
-that shower

magnums rules. so good we checked in three times. we love airlie it's our home.

written by  lynds-n-kat on December 17, 2006 from Airlie Beach, Austria
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so off trundles the lizard into the bush, and within five minutes he finds a creek with a croc chilling on the bank

lizard: awwwwwwwwwesome. some water. y'alright mate (to the croc). howzit going?? mate, you'd never guess what i just see back there. theres a fucking koala mate. up a tree mate, smoking a joint.
croc: no fucking way mate
lizard: way mate.

the croc reluctantly wanders off into the bush to see if this could possibly be true, and soon enough stumbles upon the stoner koala in the tree smoking a joint.
croc: maaaaate, is that a joint yoou got yourself up there?
koala: FUCK ME MATE, how much water did you drink???????

written by  lynds-n-kat on December 15, 2006 from Airlie Beach, Austria
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first bus journey we didn't fall asleep on and first bus journey where kat was at utter loss at how to get the credit card into the jar of vegimite and onto the bread reminiscent of square block round hole game you play as a child..... ah how we gave thanks to the beer and goon for providing fits of still drunk histerics on this journet which culminated in a place not unlike the industrial hells of england and eating of pie. a lot of pie while we waited for the ferry which would ship us to the magnetic or 'old maggies' as the more than locals term it.

after assessing total lack of people on the island apart from the brother and sister we met in coffs that 7 weeks on we still have nothing to say to them. still. we sat out the firrst night round the front of weird leisure centre barracks style bar with locals glen and friends and weird birds from the prehistoric era that like to come with in a meter of you. pause. contemplate their right to your seat. open there wing span (disturdingly large for what seems like t.rex little flightless brother) and screech. no fun and shoking.

was explained that these exist no where else in the world which we thought was very ooooohhhhh and ahhhhh at the time but has proven to be bollocks, as prehistoric kate moss is evreywhere.

was fun and even had a little my country is better than yours 'discussion' which me and lynds were bound to fail as it was via animals and general diversity of life as special subject. as special as we got was badger and squirrel. they won hands down with seacow. yes a cow in the sea that eats the grass. (no we really didn't get it either) but htey could have won with some ugle little domestic rodent that has two belly buttons and can fandango lets face it the wildlife here is so weird i wouldn't have contested it.

next day in blistering heat we thought it applicable to go on six hour trek through bush.
this is not an advisable outting for said weather as we, our clothes, and the other people who happen upon our sweaty and delirious beings can back up.

its the money shot :) magnetic island

not half as energetic as we look....magnetic island....long trek

she keeps doing this to me

that evening we sat out on our beach. yes you heard right. and watched the sunset and unloaded all anguish about everything (architecture rah rah rah rah die ruthreford die, there is a war. lyndsey verses every fly alive, is serious though, i think she means it and seriously funny to see the fury rage and the rath unleashed) watched stars and thought of you all at home and pondered what you may be doing. as the northern most point of our journey, well for now, magnetic did have something truely magical and memorable for us apart from seering heat, strange birds and drunken weird locals.

had to face awayt. 7 hours walking. you dont wanna see the front

after hours of much banterous chatting of crap decided to go out get battered and then get bus to Townsville after little sleep and hight blood alcohol level.

the bus ride was the first done both drunk and sadly awake but this was cool as we got to see the landscape change which it seems to do frequently up here in queensland.
awake was also brilliant as i got to witness lyndsey's first eating induced torrets- as she called some poor girl a fat bitch under her breathe (however, loudly), for eating loudly. lynds didn't even realise she'd done it. we also had nice vegimite picnic on delux coach.

spotted our first possum last night. once you've had possum you never look back. he was beautiful and prettier than me at the time that's for sure.

on magnetic island now after arriving in Townsville which appears to be Sheffield recreated for your industrial pleasure.
as weren't really feeling the factory visit urge have relocated magnetic island. think i already said that yes i did. but it is important and so called for captain cook's compass went mental apparently when he sailed past it.

however this has never been recorded since in the past few hundred years so he was either drunk or probably lying. which is probably true as surely there becomes a point where you can't think of anything new to call stuff you've discovered. and he was actually doing quite a lot of naming around this point in a god like manner. he also probably didn't record "compasses went mental round this island" in his log or diary or memoires or whatever captain make-it-up kept his important stuff.

written by  lynds-n-kat on December 12, 2006 from Townsville, Australia
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