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The message reads:

Hi Nikki!!

I'm just dropping you a line simply because I haven't for too long.
And to let you know you are still the highlight of youtube

Here is a link to a remake that concerns us both, it's pretty much identical...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ye0iXSO8utU

Plus, I simply had to share our duet with the world. It made my own mother cry. Ok, so she cries at certain episodes of the simpsons, but weeping all the same! In fact she sent it to my dad in Sweden and it's the first video he's seen of mine, so she must have liked it. I don't think my family care too much for what I do, so thanks for getting me extra 'good son' points! You are welcome round for tea anytime.

I'm loving your written blog also. I've just discovered "google reader" and it makes me happy to receive an inspirational wave of Nikkiporridge straight to my inbox.

I hope all is well in the world for you dear x

ben was one of my very first friends on youtube & definitely one of my favourite people to watch. to have a reciprocated respect from someone so talented, intelligent & charismatic is beyond fullfilling. (hey benathan! i'm sorry for quoting your message in public like that). thank you for lending your talents to our collab!

i dunno... i've realised that i actually place a lot more emphasis on internet friends a lot more than i would've ever imagined. it's just amazing that people oceans away are so capable of inciting a smile.

speaking of the creature-friends of far-away, alex (nerimon's) sms today was adorable:
if you wanna come to england, bounty hunter, just go for it :) save and go and embrace me

I WISH ALL MY FRIENDS DIDN'T REQUIRE OXYGEN & SPACE, & I'D SHRINK EVERYONE DOWN & KEEP THEM IN MY PURSE AT ALL TIMES. ah, the burden of continents.

in other news, uni started up again, & min & i are surrounded by beautiful people in our international communications class. honestly, i feel like i've walked into the set of laguna beach or something equally herpes-infested. i feel so out of place!

anyway, a picture of some ethnics on public transport (stolen from min):

artist.

courtney: "i am so out of shape, and running hurts my back because my chest is so fucking heavy. like. i wish i could just lay them on the table while doing schoolwork"

i drew the following visual representation as a response:


& yeah okay wow:

it would seem that:
a) youtube is racist, or
b) ashley tisdale's face has been boycotted in australia.

the world may never know.

please come home.



now that you're gone, i've lost a piece of myself; & it's blatant like the gaps of a nine year old's smile. i love you like a mother loves her newborn, but we are star-crossed & ill-fated.

(& in our tragic parody, i am romiette & you are julio, & love is not eternal & nobody dies).

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inspiration, where art thou?

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//edit//
i have acquired an appreciation for housewives & a simultaneous distaste for the things they do. i don't have enough patience to de-vein prawns or maintain gardens. best option is for me to live in a cave in alaska. no prawns, no flowers. please & thank you.

FrUitCaKe YOU.

circumstance is una puta & i don't wish to get into it.
all i will say is i'm not in a good state of mind right now & every successive thing is an added ignition to my rage & i am wrestling with every follicle of skin & heavy bones to keep the swelling profanity sealed behind my lips.

i randomly came across this:

WHO THE EFF RATES MRIRIAN FIVE STARS & RATES NAT ONE?!
because staring into a camera for three minutes, batting eyelids & hiding behind a smirk is INFINITELY MORE DIFFICULT THAN COMING UP WITH SKITS LACED WITH WIT & SPICED WITH HUMOUR?!

the idiocy of this world honestly makes my heart hurt.

and another thing,
who the eff invented anonymity & morons & gave them access to computers?
GO AHEAD & KEEP TELLING ME I'M UGLY & I'M FAT & I'M TALENTLESS BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY, AT LEAST I HAVE ENOUGH SELF-ASSURANCE TO PUT MYSELF OUT INTO THE PUBLIC DOMAIN, WHEREAS YOU SNOTS HIDE BEHIND BLANK PICTURES.

i'm sorry this was a morose post.
maybe my monthly visit of feminine assertion is arriving soon.
(didn't get that? PERIOD, BABY)

//edit// - a little less caps & a little more clarity
i don't know why the human default dances on the ugly side. why is cruelty always the first option? definitely not absolving myself of this guilt, i know more than anyone how easy it is to think badly of someone or facets of someone, but i also do know that saying these things outright aren't necessary. in this lifetime, there will be plenty who will NOT be swayed in our favour, & you know, that's fine, i just wish there was a little more tolerance in this world.

i hate you people with no sense of common decency.
i'm too much a dreamer, eh?

der nusbaum.



HI DAD, DON'T HAVE A CONNIPTION JUST YET.
i did not devour your rose martini in a coffee mug. i poured it straight into my palms & BATHED.

ha, or i just used the bottle as a prop. kay.



not to get caught in the crossfire of the upcoming cheesy season, but
i have this friend at work who has eyes as stunning as the cremae of a fantastic espresso & she fascinates me. admiration comes easily because she wears self-awareness like a charm bracelet, but she knows also of limitations like the way the wind must bow to the mountains sometimes.

anyway, she told me:

"nikki, if i made a list of the top ten people who inspire me, you'd be on it. i talk to you like you're my age & hell, even older. you're very mature for your age & you're one of the most intelligent people i know. you're an artist & i really admire you."

that's the kind of moment that you forget that brain is attached to heart is attached to lungs & this feeling beyond uttergratitudeawe shuts up even disbelief's disbelief.

the feeling is a little like subscribing to & fangirling over someone amazing on youtube & finding that reciprocated, but better. infinitely better.

meatcleaver.