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   the land surfer to All   
   dear diary, i didnt poo in my pants toda   
   24 Apr 07 08:45:29   
   
   XPost: uk.rec.psychic, alt.magick, rec.sport.unicycling   
   XPost: alt.fan.heinlein, alt.ozdebate, alt.sci.physics.new-theories   
   From: pepp@cyberdude.com   
      
   dear diary, i didnt poo in my pants today   
   +++   
      
   todays diary page contains   
      
   illegal activity   
      
   th usual terms and conditions   
   pertaining to my psychic blog   
   that talks to me in music   
      
      
   apply   
      
   +++   
      
      
   [Song data auto inserted by jenny.exe at 17:40:12]   
   +++   
   Korn   
   'Korn - Dead Bodies Everywhere'   
   +++   
      
   wasnt goin to mention them   
      
   +++   
      
      
      
   [Song data auto inserted by jenny.exe at 17:41:01]   
   +++   
   ?   
   'Lock It - Falling Joys.mp3'   
   +++   
      
      
      
   [Song data auto inserted by jenny.exe at 17:41:13]   
   +++   
   The Eagles   
   'Witchy Woman'   
   +++   
      
   ok   
      
   +++   
      
   in little brothers range rover   
      
   rocked thru th pension office   
      
      
   to put my forms in and   
      
   hit my first roof   
      
   +++   
      
   climbed aboard and   
      
   couldnt get nicole kidman out of my mind   
      
      
   fuck off bitch   
      
   +++   
      
      
   after th third hour   
      
   i was goin spare   
      
   +++   
      
   twenty five feet up   
   not much to think about   
      
      
   cmon brain   
      
   +++   
      
   now look   
   i did not   
   propose to ya on th net   
      
   a yr to th day   
      
   before ya married keith   
      
      
   that's a myth   
      
   +++   
      
   fuck off   
      
   +++   
      
   hit th fourth hour and   
   i near threw myself off th roof   
      
   +++   
      
   why  u in my mind ?   
      
   +++   
      
   has she found out about me ?   
      
      
   dont think so   
      
      
      
      
      
   why   
      
   +++   
      
   go for smoko   
   after th first roof and   
      
   all th boys tell mei s   
      
      
   we're goin to a high maintenance bugger   
      
      
      
   i got no address   
   followin th other trucks   
      
   we start drivin thru streets   
   all named after movie stars and   
      
      
   pull into a street   
   named after nickie kidman   
      
      
      
   ahhh   
      
   +++   
      
   [Song data auto inserted by jenny.exe at 17:45:31]   
   +++   
   City High   
   'You dont know me'   
   +++   
      
   dont tell me   
   let me guess   
      
   th high maintenance bitch   
   is in this little street   
      
   +++   
      
      
   just a  feeling   
      
   +++   
      
      
   it was   
      
   +++   
      
   drove me nuts   
   for four hours   
      
   before i turned into th street   
      
   +++   
      
   it's a holdover roof   
      
   so much shit to do on it   
      
   it'll run four days   
      
      
   and th eediot   
   who owns it   
   reconnected th rainwater tank   
      
   without tellin us   
      
   +++   
      
   dont u have a bite at me lady   
      
   +++   
      
   a little dirty water gone in yr tank   
   u were told   
      
      
      
      
   u dont talk to roofers that way   
      
   +++   
      
   dont care who ya are   
      
   +++   
      
   or when i paint yr barges   
      
   i'll make em seethru   
      
      
      
   which u wont catch for three yrs   
      
   +++   
      
   so high   
      
   +++   
      
   th paths are   
   too fuckin clean   
      
   level five water restrictions   
      
   we clock evrything   
   walkin in th door   
      
   +++   
      
      
      
      
   [Song data auto inserted by jenny.exe at 17:49:46]   
   +++   
   Pink Floyd   
   'Echoes'   
   +++   
      
   but th hose isnt connected   
      
   to th tap   
      
      
   and her front garden has died   
      
   lack of water   
      
   +++   
      
   wot shit sme is   
   not you dear   
      
      
   ppl demandin huge cleanup   
   worse   
      
   than when we were in   
      
   just level three   
      
   +++   
      
      
   more fussy now than ever   
      
   maybe they liek to see their paths hosed down   
      
      
   and so   
      
   leaf strewn and dirty   
   our cleanup takin forever   
      
   +++   
      
   if we worked fo rth government   
   oh i do   
      
      
   we'd be on stress leave   
      
   th looks ya get   
      
   throwin water down a  dirty roof   
      
   +++   
      
   if yr plants die   
      
   th bank wont foreclose on ya   
      
   +++   
      
   if we park th machine   
      
   how do we earn a living ?   
      
   +++   
      
      
   th infrastructure alone is   
      
   staggering   
      
   +++   
      
   u work on a  dirty roof   
      
   we wont   
      
   +++   
      
   not in this day and age   
      
   +++   
      
   in ten yrs   
   it'll all be done by cherry picker anyway   
      
   a human wont be allowwed to set foot on it   
      
   factor it in   
   in yr maintenance costs   
      
   +++   
      
      
   access   
      
   +++   
      
   another architect designed disaster   
      
   +++   
      
   least this one   
   hasnt just   
   put in a new timber deck   
      
   liek last weeks   
      
   +++   
      
   that was bright   
      
   +++   
      
   grand champion though   
   was th chick   
      
   who had th painter   
   comin to paint a wall   
      
      
   we were washin on top of   
      
      
   one of us   
   has to leave th job   
      
   for th day   
      
   +++   
      
      
   was nice though   
   th nxt day   
      
   to have smoko with th wall painters   
   we paintin th roof   
      
   +++   
      
   u guys dont get to smoke drugs   
   on th coppers rooves   
   while yr paintin em   
      
   +++   
      
      
   really ?   
      
   +++   
      
   th perks man   
      
   +++   
      
   not danger money   
      
   idiot money   
      
   +++   
      
   future echoes   
      
      
      
      
      
   get out of my head   
      
   +++   
      
      
   a high maintenance bitch hey   
      
   dificult with a capital  K   
      
   +++   
      
   i admit   
   i got th giggles   
      
   climbin on it   
      
   +++   
      
   chattin to my mate   
      
      
   about my weekend   
   down th edge of th island   
      
   with a hot redhead   
      
   +++   
      
   cmon man   
   yrs aint a real blonde   
      
   +++   
      
      
   we did curse very much and   
      
   liken th roof to th streets name   
      
      
   we had to dear   
      
   +++   
      
      
   didnt know   
   that end of town   
      
   had a street named after u   
      
   +++   
      
   it's a cute little street   
      
   +++   
      
   shoulda called it an overlook   
   they stuck her up high   
      
   +++   
      
   my head swam   
   this morning   
      
      
   my gift   
   not telling me   
      
   why   
   nickie was in my mind   
      
   +++   
      
   back home   
   a coupel of billies in   
      
      
   and some quiet contemplation   
      
   +++   
      
   i usually   
   only predict disasters   
      
   if i read th bitchy magazines   
   correctly   
      
      
   keith goin into rehab   
   three months after they got married   
      
   wasnt a good sign   
      
   +++   
      
      
   all duly backwards   
      
      
   hey it;s real magic   
      
   for every action   
   there's an equal and opposite reaction   
      
      
   applys to magic too   
      
      
      
   but   
      
   ya married a guy   
      
      
      
   who lived   
   twenty k's down th road   
      
   a ten minute drive away   
      
   +++   
      
   ok   
   maybe 7   
      
   +++   
      
   future echoes   
      
   bounding into me   
      
   +++   
      
   12 mnths to th day   
      
   after i flipped out   
      
      
   fuck i   
      
   proposed to a woman   
      
      
   and only   
      
   one woman   
      
      
   insanity   
      
      
   oh it's alright   
      
   she's safely married now   
      
   +++   
      
   it never happened ok nickie   
      
   +++   
      
   still knockin me around   
      
   +++   
      
   after th fourth hour   
      
      
   this morning   
      
      
      
   ok brain   
   why u still got this woman on yr mind   
      
   +++   
      
   like a brick wall   
      
   slamming into my head   
      
      
   when we pulled into th little street   
      
   +++   
      
   high maintenance ya said   
      
   +++   
      
      
   if i   
      
   had just once   
      
      
      
   read th job book   
      
   this morning   
      
      
   i coulda saved myself a lot of grief   
      
   +++   
      
   but then   
   i wouldnt be the   
   witchdoctor of australia   
      
      
   now would i   
      
   +++   
      
      
   prove me wrong nickie   
      
   dont let it be a disaster   
      
   +++   
      
   otherwsie i have to cling to   
      
   well at least no-one died this time   
      
   +++   
      
   from th future echoes   
      
   +++   
      
   th future coming out of my keyboard   
   backwards and   
      
   distorted   
      
   +++   
      
   but normally   
   seven days   
      
   before it happens   
      
   +++   
      
   th one thing   
   th nickie kidman thing did   
      
      
   was give us a handle on   
   time   
      
   +++   
      
   june 25   
      
   was also th date   
      
      
   i started   
      
   this diary   
      
   +++   
      
   back in 2001   
      
   +++   
      
   7 days   
   before th senior feds   
      
   aussies   
      
   bought it in   
   indo   
      
   i was seein   
   dead hippies   
      
      
   takin th contract sorry   
   to whack some hippies   
      
   +++   
      
   i tried to warn em   
      
   we do wot we can   
      
   +++   
      
   but of course   
      
      
   7 days before th garuda plane crashed   
      
      
   we said we saw   
      
   a terrorist incident and   
      
      
   went a little screwy   
      
   dont like writin   
      
      
   psychic clues   
      
   to terrorist incidents   
      
   +++   
      
      
   so hard   
      
   +++   
      
   came out of   
   june 25 and   
      
      
   england was to get   
      
   july seven bombings   
      
   i jumped into a   
      
   shakespear newsgroup   
   and   
      
   screamed at th english but   
   to no avail   
      
   +++   
      
   still cant read my diary from that week   
      
   +++   
      
      
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   +++   
   Machine Gun Fellatio   
   'Mouth'   
   +++   
      
   posting 12 pages a day from   
   the oracle of kuta   
      
      
   wi th many names   
      
   +++   
      
   sure sign   
   somethin nasty about t happen   
      
   +++   
      
   oh yeah   
   i was gunna declare war on   
   england   
      
   after june 30 if   
   certain conditions werent met   
      
      
      
   when ya write   
   backwards psychic clues   
      
      
   7 days before th event   
      
      
      
   july seven   
      
      
   london bombed   
      
   +++   
      
   left me fully   
   compromised and   
      
   +++   
      
   hmm   
      
   +++   
      
      
      
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