"vee haff veys off mak-ingk you pay zee rent"

well ive moved again

i really like this new place im squatting in. its in a part of the world i never thought that i would inhabit... BONDI...!!!!

The digs themselves are minimalist, extremely ordered and clean (almost to the point of OCD), and, dare i say it, quite, well, i suppose... german? well in that the furniture is all found, vintage, weimar, uncomfortable, steel or elementary school wooden , hard backed chairs, and so on and so forth. I keep expecting Mr Freder to walk in with his pince- nez and deliver an evil little giggle or herr shultz and his monicle to enter, take off his black leather gloves, smoke his cigarette in his weird nazi way and say "vee haff veys off makingk you pay zee rent".

( before donning the leider hosen and slapping my ass brown shirt style- ya! ya!)

it doesnt help that the people who live there are proffesional dancers and actors who have performed in companies in germany and acted in things called: " faust/ landscape full of trash"
bundash ya ya shnell shneel!!

theres all these posters of these productions on the wall and stuff. its creepy... but cool.

any ways, i love it. i love the place, i am growing to love the area, and i am loving the beautiful people absolutely every where. crikey, excuse me while i cum just walking down the street.

the thing i love the most, though, is the solitude.

its awesome living alone.

i also like getting to test drive all these places around sydney. living in digs temporarily for nothing or next to nothing gives you an affordable way of working out the type of house and area you might want to live in if you ever decide to settle down and get yourself a motgage.

not that i would ever dream of doing something like that.

X

i' ll be glad if you' ll be frank

im back, im bad, hes black, im mad.

when it rains, it pours.

im currently very busy in my chosen profession. Im shooting an ad for jimmy beam in the cross in sydney. im shooting an episode of mcleods daughters in adelaide, and im in preproduction for a film called noise in melbourne.

i spent all yesterday with four other guys, a film crew and a bunch of pouting, dumpling titted extras in the iguana bar in kings cross shooting this beam thing. it was fun but there can be no denying i have, hands down, sold my soul for the brownest of the brown liquors. sweet bourbon. night shoots on monday and tuesday, til seven in the morning.

then on wednsday morning at nine i have to fly to adelaide to shoot this episode of mcleods in which i reprise a character i played about a year ago, greg dawson. he was a bad boy drag car racer then, now hes a brumby shooting, ute driving drunkard. i like it because i get to wear an ac/dc t shirt. apart from that, its a joke. im so slack on set, i barely learn my lines and i mouth off at the director.

the film is the real deal, i ve spent the last week flying between sets in adelaide and melbourne. on friday we have our first weopons handling session. my character is ex army so im trying to bone up as much as i possibly can on the gun thing. im playing a spree killer. it will be very fun.