Inquisition: Rebooted

Even thought I wasn't feeling very well on Saturday night, I donned my leather pants and made my way to Inquisition, the Sydney Leather Pride Association's annual dance party.

After a brief wait in line, I was let in by friendly security guards to discover the beautiful venue that is The Arthouse. After checking my coat I made my way to the dancefloor to bump into a mate from Melbourne. I spent most of the evening bumping into friends I rarely see, or hadn't seen since last year's inquisition.

The music was pretty fun all night. Stephen Allkins started things off nicely, and my night really took off when I had a great dance to Love Tattoo's Drop Some Drums. I finally got to have a dance to one of Mike Kelly's sets... a great mix of techno and the occasional cheesy track. Sveta finished off the night but I didn't last too long after she started her set.

All-in-all a great party (and definitely worth calling in sick on Monday for). Great staff/security, beautiful venue, friendly/sexy crowd, pretty cool tunes, and lots of great friends too. Definitely the best party I've been to in a while.

Thanks, SLPA.

A bit of a catch-up

A month or so back I went to Tetsuya's for Reed's 40th. Fucking amazing! Such beautiful food, exceptional service, and wonderful company. There were so many photos taken that evening so I've been waiting for them to appear on the interwebs (there's still no sign of them).

I won tickets to see Cassette Kids a fortnight ago, I hadn't really heard much of their music but I was really blown away by their live show. Their album has been on high rotation on iTunes ever since.



Last night was the opening of the Sydney Leather Pride Artspace Exhibition. I had entered one work in the exhibition. It is the first time I've done anything like this in over ten years. I was a bit freaked out yesterday; I decided that my artwork was shit, and that I hated it. Once I got there I ran into some friends and my nerves disappeared. There were some really beautiful pieces. A few of my friends sold their works and I was really pleased for them.

I didn't think I had any hope of winning the People's Choice prize, but Leesa (my friend and the curator) insisted I stay until the award was announced, as it would be rude to leave. I did as I was told and was completely shocked when I was awarded the Packer's Prize. I won a ticket to Inquisition and a massage. :D

Target Demographic

A few years back I signed up with a market research company. Every week or so I receive an email containing a brief questionnaire to see if I am suitable for some upcoming paid market research. I recently received a questionnaire regarding a particular product segment. I tweaked my answers to what I thought the target demographic would be, and bingo! An hour later I received a phone call booking me in.

I forgot how fun market research can be. Nine people from all walks of life who would usually never cross paths, talking in depth about what they want and need, brain-storming ideas and laughing a lot... for two hours, then leaving, never to see each other again.

Although it was a really late session (finishing well past my bed-time) I felt completely energised on the way home. I guess I miss the creative work at Toolbox a bit, but I don't miss the clients, or the fuckwit account manager (who I'm told is hated by all the new people who work there).

Winner!

In my email (from College):


Congratulations!

You have been selected from the pool of respondents who expressed interest in testing the online re-enrolment system as a winner of one of the $50 Co-Op Book Shop vouchers!

You will receive your voucher in the mail shortly.

Kind Regards,

The ACAP Team

"Expressed interest" are the operative words here. When I received the documents for testing, I hit a stumbling block almost instantly and didn't bother testing the software.

YAY! $50! :)

Good without God.

A member of my family has a habit of sending me whatever funny racist emails are going around the internet at the time. I usually get annoyed, delete them and pretend I never got them. I know better than to try and change their way of thinking about certain subjects.

I got two emails off this person today, and both of them were of the funny racist variety. They they were both so stupid and ill-informed that I really wanted to show this person how ignorant they can be.

I thought I would find an anti-Catholic email and send it their way to see how they liked being on the receiving end of someone disrespecting their beliefs. I couldn't really find anything suitable on the net when I searched.

I drafted this email:



Hi ******,

I really don't like receiving these racist emails.

I had a look on the internet to see what I could find in the way of anti-Catholic emails, but when I searched google for "catholic hypocrisy" I was daunted by the task of sifting through 1.1 million results.

Please don't send them to me anymore.

x Tim.



I thought about it for a little while, then deleted the middle paragraph and hit send.

School, art, thin, beer.

I've been on school holidays for the last week and a half, and I haven't known what to do with myself. I usually have a voice in my head telling me that I should be doing schoolwork, but I've been wandering around in a bit of a daze.

On Monday I had a friend model for me for an art project that I'm working on. I hadn't worked with a model before, and I think I rushed the process a little bit. Having looked through the photos last night I realised some things I could have done differently, but I'm pleased with how it is going so far, and some of the images have real potential.

In other news, I'm thin. I don't exactly know when it happened, but I looked in the mirror the other day, and I've definitely shed some KGs. I'm up to week 7 of my "Couch to 5km" program and I can now run for 25 minutes non-stop... go me!

I had a few friends over for beers on Saturday, and although it was a bit of a novelty, I'm not really into booze anymore. Weird.

Here's a sneak peek of what I'm working on (click to enlarge):

Whoa-oh, I'm half-way there

Whoa-OH! It's time to have a be-er!

What an intense couple of weeks I've had! After handing in my fist two assessments I had three weeks to complete another two 2000 word essays. I handed in my last assessment yesterday morning, so I'm feeling a great sense of relief and accomplishment.

I got two of my assessments back from being marked; I received a Distinction and a High Distinction. Woo-hoo! Last year I gave myself an incentive to get a High Distinction which I'd reward myself with a tattoo, so I'm thinking I'll get one when I'm in NYC. I'm going to base it on this design:



Yes, I know, I'm a nerd.

Last week I also hit 100 days of being alcohol free. I'm really used to it now, but I guess that's also because I'm not going out a hell of a lot.

I've decided to have a bit of a piss-up at my place next weekend. There are some people who I've missed having a beer with, and dare I say they've missed having a beer with me too. So I'm going to have a blow-out, regroup, then I'm back to water and diet coke until I fly out in August.

Only 104 more sleeps until I fly out, and only four more essays between now and then.