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So today i type to you from my lovely apartment in Elizabeth Bay which i get to live in for 2 more weeks. I am not getting evicted anymore but must leave "voluntarily" on the 30th of this month due to the trouble our absence caused.

This might be my last blog for awhile seeing as though i am back in Australia now and not that much exciting really ever happens here(for me anyway). So i guess i will start this one with my trip home, which lasted around 4 days.

Tuesday - Still in New York. We goto the premiere of "Aqua Teen Hunger Force" which was pretty funny, head to the after party at Pop Burger which was awesome, free hamburgers and open bar tab. I blocked the toilet again. Whoops. Then we hurry off to the Bowery to see the last few songs of The Klaxons, our friend Adrian had a hand in signing them to Geffen so we get free tickets. Sweet deal Adrian. Next we're off to that after party at Home Sweet Home, it fucking sucked and was crowded and gross. Cool bar though. So we decide to head over to Sing Sing on Avenue A which is my favourite Karaoke bar in the world and where i spent $200 the previous night, it's me, Trinity, Andy and Matt - then Laura and one of the dudes from The Klaxons show up while i am singing REM "Losing My Religion", they leave shortly after. We stay here until closing time which is 3am and then go for a super early breakfast at 7A before our Cab comes to take us to JFK.

Wednesday - Get to JFK around 5:30am for our 7:30 to London. We have had no sleep and i stink. As soon as we are on the plane, Matt and I both pass out only to wake moments before landing at Heathrow. As we are clearing customs, the dude doesn't want to let Matt into the country because he doesn't believe we are only staying for 1 night. Matt gets held for about an hour before they finally let him through, then we are off to Stu and Chloes where we are staying the night and where i have my last shower before coming home. Gross. Stu is drunk and tries to push me down the stairs. Jerk off. We sing Young Love and everything is good.

Thursday - Back on the train to Heathrow. Wow this is pretty fucking boring actually. Ok so we land in Tokyo on Friday morning. FAST FORWARD.

Friday - Still haven't showered. My undies are stuck to me. Ok so we are in Tokyo now, i LOVE TOKYO. Only here for 12 hours so need to make the most of it, get a bus into Shinjuku where the city scenes in Lost In Translation were shot. We get lunch at some place that doesn't understand english but we point to the pictures and end up with chicken soup, sweet. On another train to Harajuku which was the best shops EVER. I get overwhelmed and start buying a bunch of shit but i find a second hand Dogtown t-shirt and Thrasher sweater, so i am stoked. I also buy a limited edition pair of Nikes, Japan is the sneaker capital of the world, and it's the best ever - it's just not cheap. I have never spent so much money in so little time before, shit is expensive. So on the train back to the airport, takes around 90 minutes. This is where my life just becomes the best. When we check in i find out that i have been upgraded to BUSINESS CLASS. Score. First time ever. Matt unfortunately doesn't so i try not to speak about how excited i am while we wait in the club for our flight. First of all because there is no First Class on this flight, we are the first class. We get to board before everyone and get champaigne on arrival. YAY. My seat turns into a fully horizontal bed, so after dinner and a bottle of Sake i pass out in my air bed. So happy right now. I land in Sydney, get through customs without any hassles(usually they ask me a million questions) and wait for my Mum who is meant to pick me up. I can't see her so i get a taxi home. Get home, call her and she is at the airport. LOLIRL. First thing i do when i get home is see the Little Tiggs aka my cat, she is abit annoyed at me for leaving for so long but she will open up in the next few days.

Mum drops me off at Elizabeth Bay and here i am at the end of what has been a whirlwind adventure, i go back to "work" on Monday at Below Par and am pretty excited to get back into things. I am also back at Hot Damn this week with Mark C Tech #1 or whatever his fucking name is these days. Make sure you come down to see him wearing a sweet TSHIRT that i picked up for him on my travels.

Until next film
x

Jai

Entourage

So it's been awhile since my last update. I am currently in New York where i will be until Wednesday before heading to London on Wednesday, Tokyo on Thursday and home on Saturday. Finally. We have named our film ONE NINE NINE FOUR, last week news of it leaked and it's on every website on the internet it seems from Spin to NME and it was all taken from Punknews.org. Pretty excited but they keep having photos of Green Day, when in fact we have not yet interviewed Green Day. We also set up a myspace page for production company, ROBOT ACADEMY FILMS. Click here to check it out and add us.

So here is what has happened in the last week in LA. We stayed with Tim Armstrong while he was finishing off his solo album(which sounds amazing). He has a raccoon that lives on his roof that stalked us a few times, it reminded me of the dude from The Bravery. We lay pretty low that last week, on the weekend went to The Rosevelt with Kate and her friend Tara, turns out Tara is in the new Ice Cube vehicle "Are We Done Yet?" - when i found out i couldn't stop making jokes about the trailer i saw and the previous film "Are We There Yet?". I'm sorry Tara. So when we were leaving, Kirsten Dunst comes out and looks super wasted but super HOT. Then Owen Wilson and Kate Hudson come out and drive off in a Porche. Next is us in our fucking Kia, so embarrassed we put our hoods on and bail mega quick. Monday night we see Rooney at The Roxy, pretty good. Tuesday night we see Brand New at The Avalon, awesome awesome set. They played Deja in it's entirety from the first song to the very last. Thursday we head to Redondo Beach to interview Fletcher from Pennywise, he is awesome and we go for lunch after the interview. He tells us some of the craziest fucking stories i have ever heard in my life and they are hilarious. If Fletcher ever writes a book, it will make "The Dirt" seem like Playschool.

Friday morning we fly to New York. My bag gets lost. Fuck. Get into our friends Jacki, Cheryl and Matas place where we are staying. Lay low that night. Saturday morning, Delta have found my suitcase and return it to me. Thank god. Tonight is Cheryls birthday party, we are all excited. They throw the best house parties. For lunch Jacki, Matt and I goto the Burger Joint - SO GOOD. They serve these mini hamburgers for a dollar each. So anyway fast forward a few hours, the party has started and lots of people show up. The Bravery guys come over and everyone is getting super drunk. Then Dan from Young Love comes over. I love Young Love. We start playing Young Love at the party and i start singing while Dan is dancing, so funny. Party ends at around 5am and we hit the sack. 4pm the next day we rise.

Tonight is the start of new season of Entourage(or the start of part 2) and we are so excited. We just spent the last few hours watching the last couple of episodes before the end of part 1. Anyway i have to go and get ready, this shit is going to rule. I hope hope hope they take Ari back...

The Jai Show at SXSW

2nd episode of THE JAI SHOW starring my friends: Josh, Stephen, Matt, Adrian, Andy, Andrew, Marvin, Marnie, Patrick, Justin and Jon.