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file this under things I never imagined reading (from here):

Patrick: Finally Midnight Oil came onstage. They were the perfect balance of punk rock energy, left-wing politics, tight performance and musicianship, great sound, intense stage presence, and sing-along choruses. Peter Garrett's intimidating frame and serious facial features scared the crap out 8 year old me, especially when he threw his harmonica into the sky into apparent oblivion after finishing his solo at the beginning of "Truganini." I left the show super stoked. I actually wrote Peter Garrett a letter once at the beginning of Fall Out Boy's success cause he entered Australian parliament. He wrote me back and said he'd check us out. Was pretty cool.

The whole thing is worth reading for Patrick and Butch Walker's collective awesomeness, but that part really took me by surprise :D

looking for pros story

I've been trying to remember the name (so I could see if it was online) for a Professionals zine I remember reading years ago. It came up in conversation with friends about domestic fic, cause this really would be one of the ultimate examples of it.

As far as I can recall, it's a complete AU. Bodie and Doyle live in a country village, I think they breed horses, and from what I can recall, it's just stories about their life. There's no major conflict or anything. I want to say that the zine is named after where they live, like The Larton Chronicles or something (or I could be making that up).

Does this ring a bell with anyone?

ETA: found and it was called the Larton Chronicles, I surprise myself :)

srry fr th spm

I promise I'll go back to my usual once or twice a week posting.

Firstly, does anyone have a good version of November Rain without the vocals? A co-worker wants it for her wedding (possibly to walk down the aisle, I can't remember).

I've been meaning to put this up for iibnf (and anyone else who wants it) for ages:

+ I Kissed A Boy - Cobra Starship

Does anyone know a way of getting good dreams (or not bad ones, at any rate)? I really don't want another night of being stalked/menaced/threatened with rape and bodily harm (with bonus waking up at times and not being able to distinguish reality from dreams) like last night, or dreaming that my sister had cancer like the night before. I've always been prone to vivid, and at times very unpleasant, dreams, but those two consecutively have me dreading going to bed.

And I am particularly feeling the need for bed tonight as I had a bit of wine this afternoon, we finished work just before 1pm to head off for a departmental Christmas lunch, it was quite nice. Apart from the restaurant thinking that THREE SEAFOOD CHOICES is an appropriate selection for entrees on a fixed menu. I wasn't the only non-seafood eater who was >:(-ing over that. I forced myself to eat a salt cod ravioli anyway (would have been quite nice with a different filling), and it was good I did, as we didn't get mains til about 3:30.

Did a bit of a f-list trim cause I'm just not keeping up with things.