Posts tagged australia

mochacafe:

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summer lovin’

  • night market @ the queen vic (bottomless sangria and heaps of cuisine)
  • moonlight cinema at the botanical gardens
  • australian tennis open (my no. 1 inspiration to get into shape every year)
  • lying in a starfish position on my ceramic tiles to keep extra cool
  • stocking up on magnums, cornettos and frosty fruits from the store and then racing home before they melt
  • the sound of crickets as i fall asleep
  • gusty but cool winds on particularly hot days
  • star-gazing
  • men with firm pecs
  • when christmas shopping turns into the gauntlet and suddenly everyone’s the gladiator of gift buying
  • finding a car parking spot when it’s 40 degrees on a weekend in chaddy in december - shit getting real and ppl taking life way too seriously
  • everyone being air-conditioning fiends at the shopping centre
  • getting myself tangled in that massive tin foil shield thingamabob you put against your car windshield in lame attempt to keep the car cool when parked
  • burning my hands on the steering wheel anyway
  • walks along the beach during sunset
  • pretty dresses, funky tees, no-fuss flip-flops
  • bright coloured nail polish
  • music festivals at the sidney myer
  • carols by candlelight… on tv
  • awkward family gatherings tempered by the sights and smells of food and karaoke
  • sabrina the teenage witch and will and grace in prime time
  • longer days = longer days off
  • ‘cause it’s the holiday season, hearing from ppl you care about but have lost touch with for a while, knowing they’re getting by alright
  • thunderstorms - mother nature’s overcompensation for the heat, nice nonetheless
  • spontaneous trips to the beach
  • that feeling of actually wanting to hit town to make the most of beautiful nights (as opposed to winter nights where 99% of the time it’s like cbf too cold)
  • the smell of freshly cut grass in the sun
  • beer gardens
  • reflecting on the year that was, hopefulness about the year ahead
  • sunnies actually serving their practical purpose, minus that air of being an uppity douche
  • barbecue and booze with buds along the birrarung marr
  • smelling the neighbours cooking spanish food
  • b.o awareness season
  • the massive bonding sesh that is the summer season - water fights, games in the park, ppl basking in the sunlight, everyone sharing the airconditioner (as opposed to the winter cold where everyone’s got the whole layered up, hogging the heater, fend for yo own damn self, cbf communicating with human life thing going on)
  • time out

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Does anybody know if and when the White Samsung Galaxy S II will be available in Australia?

I’m dying to get home and get my filthy peasant hands on this pearly white bad boy. Hnnnnggg.

I’ve always thought that Ikea would make for a killer setting of a thriller/horror film. Here’s my pitch: An Ikea janitor (do they even have those?) by day who is really a psychopath serial killer by night gets a call from a group of 6 friends aged in their early 20s who accidentally get locked inside an Ikea after-hours after a hide-and-seek game that goes too far. He fantasizes about taking them out one by one and hiding their bodies inside furniture boxes, leaving their spirits to haunt the home of the unfortunate souls that buy them. When the 6 friends realise the killer’s intentions they must do everything they can to survive. They put their furniture-assembly skills (and Ikea’s furniture-assembly instructions) and knowledge of Ikea’s innovative storage solutions to the ultimate test. The tagline would read: “YOU CAN’T RUN, BUT YOU CAN HIDE.”I like the sense of insularity in thrillers - it heightens the suspense and really capitalises on the audience’s penchant for escapism. Think Shutter Island. I also like horror films set in the home or representations of home - the idea that the one place we should feel safest and are most familiar with all of a sudden being invaded by the unknown and threatening our survival is truly terrifying. Think Paranormal Activity. Finally, I love a novel, straight-up cray cray idea, no matter how bad. Think Phone Booth. I think my “thrilla in Ikea” achieves all these things. Anyway, the flyer above is actually a real thing and sounds pretty freaking awesome (I’ve entered yippee!). But I couldn’t help but think it a perfect alternative set-up for my terrible awesome film idea. Anyway, psychopathic thoughts aside, this should be fun.

I’ve always thought that Ikea would make for a killer setting of a thriller/horror film.

Here’s my pitch: An Ikea janitor (do they even have those?) by day who is really a psychopath serial killer by night gets a call from a group of 6 friends aged in their early 20s who accidentally get locked inside an Ikea after-hours after a hide-and-seek game that goes too far. He fantasizes about taking them out one by one and hiding their bodies inside furniture boxes, leaving their spirits to haunt the home of the unfortunate souls that buy them. When the 6 friends realise the killer’s intentions they must do everything they can to survive. They put their furniture-assembly skills (and Ikea’s furniture-assembly instructions) and knowledge of Ikea’s innovative storage solutions to the ultimate test. The tagline would read: “YOU CAN’T RUN, BUT YOU CAN HIDE.”

I like the sense of insularity in thrillers - it heightens the suspense and really capitalises on the audience’s penchant for escapism. Think Shutter Island. I also like horror films set in the home or representations of home - the idea that the one place we should feel safest and are most familiar with all of a sudden being invaded by the unknown and threatening our survival is truly terrifying. Think Paranormal Activity. Finally, I love a novel, straight-up cray cray idea, no matter how bad. Think Phone Booth. I think my “thrilla in Ikea” achieves all these things.

Anyway, the flyer above is actually a real thing and sounds pretty freaking awesome (I’ve entered yippee!). But I couldn’t help but think it a perfect alternative set-up for my terrible awesome film idea. Anyway, psychopathic thoughts aside, this should be fun.

die-eier-von-satan:

The size of Cyclone Yasi in relation to the size of the United States.
Cyclone Yasi has reached a category 5 and is predicted to hit the north coast of Queensland, Australia by midnight tonight.

Terrified for them. Thoughts and prayers, QLD.

die-eier-von-satan:

The size of Cyclone Yasi in relation to the size of the United States.

Cyclone Yasi has reached a category 5 and is predicted to hit the north coast of Queensland, Australia by midnight tonight.

Terrified for them. Thoughts and prayers, QLD.

Masterchef - Satay Hits the Fan!

I’m shattered that my absolute favourite, right from the very start of the competition, was eliminated from Masterchef last night…

AS IF Marion (aka Poh Masterchef 2009 v2.0) got served by beanied dingbag Aaron in a satay sauce-making challenge - Thai food was her specialty and she’d already practically beaten all the other contestants in every other type of challenge. Of all the moments to NOT rig the show, judges, you pick this one. I literally had money on Marion to win waaaahh! So, yeah, I’m pretty riled up!

Alvin (aka the adorable fabulously gay oriental one) or Claire (aka crying lawyer) better win now <3

*sigh* I know I invest way too much emotional energy on this show. I love it, though.

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