carlottadeville

I'll probably still spew personal crap on here.... but this is my ultacomboblog.. really proud of it it looks great! I've been slowly chipping away at it!

http://northsideladies.blogspot.com/

A fortnight has lapsed, I've been bad at updating this... news.. .fell off the wagon my 6 weeks of no drinking (well turned into *minimal drinking* so like 4 drinks a week) was well and truely trashed over easter and I spent most of it either blathering crap or puking. I did have fun, though I had the house guest from hell from which I will write something about later, once I stop wincing at the sound of her name.
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Melbourne International Comedy Festival started this week..... along with the temperature being unseasonably warm, the plummeting back into Autumn again...
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Well it was a snuggly week in Melbourne, the seasons are changing gently, its dark in the morning, its cold and I'm finding it really really hard to get out of bed.
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I had the strangest dream last night, cant remember many details, except I was having sex with a robot who had seduced me (it was a metal robot with oddly enough a large flesh penis!) on a giant round bed in a strange church like room. People I knew and my family thought I was gross for having gone through with it, and kept finding 'excuses' for coming into the room. I wrapped myself and the robot up in all the covers so they could at least not see the details and I kept having to verbally shoo them away. After I was done riding that robot like nobodies business, Steve Coogan and entourage storms into the room obviously on his way somewhere, I purred from the bed that he should just stop here as I was ready and waiting for him. (HAHAHAHA!) the best part, he was in like an english admirals uniform. HAHA!

Moral of the story? Sex with men has become an abstract, comical notion even within my subconcious?

Ok my blog is coming back slowly.. I've been working on other projects.. How are you? Its been so long since we talked!

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I havent felt like blogging but feel the need to at least 'keep the dialogue going' so here is a 2009 roundup.

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yeah... I know!

but I have created this blog as basically a writing portfolio (sort of) so you will see afew things rehashed... I've been going through my LJ from the beginning and tagging and reading some of the rants that I wrote.. its been inspiring... that I *can* do this shit you know?

anyway check it out bookmark it.. google reader it

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The whirling dervish has gotten a little pooped and now I'm able to write about whats been happening in the world of Carlotta de Ville…

( Big update about family and travels  )

There are few things in life that are finite.( RIP Trent Vesper )

I need to record this while its fresh in my memory…. Or still hazy in my memory… my dream a few nights ago was utterly bizarre. Its in bits and pieces in my head but the general gist of it is I was desperatley trying to find somewhere to live and an old school friend was helping me.. Driving me around….  I went and looked at a place while he went and looked at another, he called me and said hed found the perfect place and was in the process of signing the docs because it was going to get taken straight away…. I went over there and it was a SHITHOLE…. Like a squat in a storage warehouse or something…. I was kind of dismayed when looking around I saw photos around with obviously the people who live there in them… I panicked! It was someone from high school I fucking hate… I started to squirm.. Yelling at my friend.. Didn’t you realise that this was so and sos place.. He was all .. Yeah that’s how I knew it was available.. .on one foot I was pleased that she was living in such squalor.. On the other foot I really REALLY didn’t want to see her that’s when I heard a car pull up outside and I yelled and panicked! Quick I said we must leave…. How?!! Then me and my friend shapeshifted into kookaburras and flew away and sat in the tree outside the house! Hahahahha! Then I remember thinking how my plan was kind of flawed as there werent really any kookaburras living in the area and it would seem odd that  there was 2 sitting outside her house talking…. Then we fly away!

 oh god .. so much of course has happened but I dont have time to write a full entry just yet.... questionable sexual escapades (of course) me almost meeting my death in an explosion of custard, coming home to find a gigantic turd on my bed, visiting the dying, my sister getting engaged and getting up in the morning to watch dolphins swimming on the beach that I am staying on.....

its been intense... but I have to go and do some sneaky christmas shopping before my folks get home today.... squee.

heres hoping that you all had a wonderful christmas and I hope you have a wonderful new year. I wont be online much as I dont have the internet and I dont go back to work until the 5th.

big love. carla.

This dream is kind of patchy…. I was organising movie night but I had forgotten all of my stuff so my mum drove me back to my houes in a white 4x4 and off in the distance I started seeing gold waves move through the sky. Staring in complete bewilderment I said to mum.. What the hell is that? Then a pulse went off in the sky and wave of green rolled through the sky the a wave of red and it started shimmering like a curtain, pulsating like waves. I started to cry at home beautiful it was sitting there with my mouth agape holding my mums hand and not daring to breathe incase it made it all go away. All the traffic had stopped and I said "it’s the aurora australis!!!". Colour kept waving through the sky but we started to drive again. We stopped off at the nandos franchise I had purchased (wtf?!?) and I went to have a quick meeting with the manager and discuss the contract where I was giving training on their register system (it was some weird counting system kind of like an abacus that would help you keep track of how much money ou had earned in your till and help you calculate how much the customer hd purchased and then how much change you had to give them). I'm really bad at math and got upset that I couldn’t understand the system, where I was informed that I was supposed to work on the ocunter for the first year as part of my contract… that’s when I kind of cracked and said I didn’t want to go through with the purchase anymore, the manager went and got a GIANT tray of chicken and starting pulling pieces of brown flesh off the bones and saying.. Try it at least… I rememebr feeling sick to my stomach by the smell and the flesh was really really brown like the colour of liver. I said I didn’t eat meat and she laughed at me disgusted and said how the fuck did I think I could own a Nandos?!?! I kind of concurred and left, very very upset.

I went to my house to set up the projector but I kept forgetting key elements… like cords and so forth… my house was awesome though.. It was total 60s minimalist.. Everything was white!!! White leather lounges, shag pile rug, white plastic coffee table.. It was really hot. A friend of mine came over for movie night and we chatted… laughing about things.. The last thing I remember is touching his face with my flat palm and kissing him… a completely comfortable, unaware moment.

1. TV on the Radio - Dear Science
2. Joan as Policewoman - To Survive
3. Black Mountain - In the Future
4. She and Him - Volume One
5. Portishead - Third
5. Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes
6. Mark Barrage - Delays
7. The Breeders - Mountain Battles
8. The Presets - Apocalypso
9. Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Dig! Lazarus Dig!
10. Beaches - Beaches

That was brutally hard… as ordinarily… the Nick Cave album and the new Black Mountain should have topped that list (as 'best' album of the year… it no doubt goes to Black Mountain.. I've never fucking heard anything like it)… other albums that get very very honourable mentions are from Cut Copy, Barry Adamson, the Ruby Suns, Bonny Prince Billy, Sea Sick Steve, the Raveonettes, the kings of leon, spiritualized, sailors and swine, goldfrapp, the firekites… I'm really happy that there is so much Australian content in this list….

And also theres albums that I have not heard yet because I just havent had time to download them like the new you am I, of montreal, juana molina, the drones, eagles of death metal…. So it could ultimately change.. But here is my humble list.. Its been an amazing year of music…. And gigs!

They keep coming…

Last nights dream was truly bizarre…. I was in some small country town like bowral.. One of those quaint ones that sells antiques… but all the shops sort of seemed to be closed. I walked from shop to shop peering in the window and saw the light on in a homewares store and went in. I called out to see if anyone was there and apparently noone was. Thinking.. Jesus..this *is* a small town, leaving their stores open like this, and I walked out just as another man walked inside. I was walking down the street when the man comes rushing out with the bright red kleenmaid mixer that he had nabbed out of the window (my dream mixed btw) and he runs to his car. That’s when all these people, townsfolk obviously, come out of the woodwork and start yelling at him. Its like this town was a trap for dishonest people. Anyway, you hear this car engine roar and start screaming down the street and they ran him over.. So hard he was completely decaptiated. I really got into the spirit of this, yelling at the man and his dishonesty.

I grab the head off the street and start sternly talking to it, telling it off like a would a child and the head is sobbing and saying he's sorry. The driver of the car comes up to me and says "that man is very valuable and he knows where a secret cartel is hiding, we have to get him to give up the location" so head under arm like a bowling ball I get into the car and stick it in the window screen screaming at him that he needs to direct us to where they are. The head is sobbing and saying he's sorry over and over and starts to direct us to the secret hideout. Rewarding him for being such a good talking head (and hed basically directed us right there) I said in a mumsey voice' well now you can sit in the back because you've been a good head, I'm just going to be your seatbelt on' and I sat him in the back seat and put the seatbelt around his neck and he smiled at me so happy that he was no longer in trouble. And then the dream finished.

Ha! Ha!

Last nights dream…

I dreamt I was back in London.. I've had a few different versions of this dream… details change but the general structure stays the same… I unexpectedly go to London, its snowing, I decide to drop in on the girls in the old space in Marble Arch. I get there, a Russian mans voice answers the door, I ask for Laura and Anando and I get buzzed in. The girls have over taken the entire building and the muffled sounds of whacks, cries and grunts fills the hallway as apparently the place is full and business is good.

I go to the first door which is usually where the girls hung out but I find an enormously fat woman, naked, with her butt pressed against a pane of glass that is suspended from the centre of the room and a naked man standing behind it staring at the pressed flesh. Her head peaks around from her massive flesh and these blue eyes bore into me as I retreat backwards making my apologies. I stand outside the door trying to quite comprehend what I have seen when the women swings the door open violently and slams it behind her. She giggles and apologises for finding her in such a compromising, weird position. I laugh and say I used to work so nothing is that strange to me, she smiles warmly at me and walks back inside.

I head up more stairs to the top floor and press another buzzer to get in, I got up some more stairs which is into this sort of loft area where 2 giant Russian men are sitting and there is a heroin addled girl on the couch. Laura and Anando attack me with cuddles and I laugh and smile and touch them affectionately. Anando has clearly undergone gender reassignment surgery and Laura is looking quite butch, when Anando goes to get some drinks I raise an eyebrow at Laura and she says "yeah it happened last year… out of the blue… she said that was the reason why she was on the drugs for all those years…. Not comfortable in her own skin", but apart of me is thinking that these 2 women are now owned by the Russia mafia and they have been doing gender experiments on them. I cant remember where the dream goes from here… but I had whiskey in my belly and the snow flakes were falling on my face….

HAHAHA

STRANGE FUCKING DREAM

I dream about being in London a lot though… its always snowing… and I always go back to the Marble Arch space to say hi…. Marble Arch no longer exists…. And the girls are scattered everywhere…. But I always revisit this time in my mind…. 

Yes. Its that time. I've done this survey since 2003 I think, anyway they're under my memories if you're that weird and want to see the path of destruction Ive reaped through my life, so it was aslow starter but 2008 was something that was truly remarkable.. and 2009 is just going to get better….


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