Sugar, we’re goin’ down

Oh my god, I feel like a flailing fish. There are more hooks in the new fall out boy album than a fishing expo show. More about that later

Well as predicted it was one hell of an outrageous drunken house party weekend. It all started on Friday night when I went to the hairdresser after work with Kate and had blond streaks put in my hair which I think is awesome. Some said it makes me look like a total jock, so I bashed those nerds. Although after looking at photos from sat night I do see a bit of Shane Warne, that isn’t a bad thing though.

Where was I going? Oh yeah Friday. So I headed over to the Moshing Duck for the house warming party. Started off very relaxed, just some of us boys sitting round listening to some old rock and laying the foundations. I felt like I’d already had about 10 in cause I was so hyped up after buying the new fall out boy album that arvo and listening to some before I got there. At one stage I actually had to get my ipod and have a little mini mosh in an early stage cause I needed a fix.

The crew was quite good, all the usual suspects, new suspects like brylee and pam and some old time chaps like sean and sam from josh’s RMIT course. Got stuck right in starting with the pure blonde which has so few carbs I’m sure the rest of the weekend eating and drinking didn’t even count. It did take a while for the mosh to take off but we were pretty far along by that stage. Got into the jagerbombs with matty, jon and benno.

Tommo is way to perceptive for my liking, sure he may have seen us sneak off for a while but that guy knows too much of what is going down. Fun while it lasted, haha.

So after a great bout of moshing we headed off home to sleep and prepare for Matty’s big 21^st on Saturday night. Turns out I left too early to see moshusa accidently mosh himself and his face into a window but I had a fun night anyway.

Saturday I slept in after the girls left but managed to get up and head into the city with Ben and Duck to do some clothes shopping. Bought a couple of new shirts which was nice seeing as though I haven’t had new clothes since I went to Europe. Also got some new jeans and was pleased for find I was like 3 sizes smaller than when I left.

The big 21^st started off fairly family like with the relies all around for some pizza and starting off drinks. The crew that came through the night were plentiful and it was bout twice as many as Friday night at least. Funniest thing was seeing dad get absolutely smashed and was even fairly developed by the time he gave a speech at cake cutting time.

Matty did himself a mischief and popped out his knee (scott style) at the start of the mosh mix It seems that delaney’s have a conflicting love of mosh and weak knees. When the night was getting on a bit we turned the music outside down so moshua and I sought refuge in the study, cracked the shit out of my itunes mix and threw ourselves around and had a sing / mosh fest for at least an hour. Oh man I think I am addicted to moshing which probably goes hand in hand with my addiction to music.

Stayed up till 6 in the morning sitting around the fire with will (cousin) and a few others. Woke up at 4 in the arvo today and didn’t really do a whole lot other than listen to more fall out boy and work on some playlists. Emo In The Autumn II has been scraped!!! OH NO. But to be replaced by an even better cd which contains the best of all the music I have loved released in the last year and all will be revealed soon.

Mothers day dinner was peaceful and jon, mosh and benno came over for some coffee and since then just been mucking around playing guitar and such.

Song of the Week: Fall Out Boy – Sugar, we’re goin’ down

Best lyric of the week: Fall Out Boy from “of all the Gin joints in the world”

“Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness

Cause all of our moves make up for the silence

And oh the way your makeup stains my pillowcase

Like I’ll never be the same”

I have been trying to write a lyric that smooth for ages but got nothing.

Well hope everyone has a good Monday and week if I don’t see you.