writing more than 140 characters is so foreign to me now.

I hate coming in here to address gossip. Alfie does it all the time in his blog, but I kind of prefer to use this as a place to think, as opposed to a public forum. It's running rampant though, so... here goes nothing.

No one is getting fired from the movie. Filming is going great, Brady is back with us, and his face is just as perfect as always. He still has his cast and he can't do any feats of gymnastic awesomness, but I can sit on his lap just fine, and that is all I need. Everyone is professional, minus Brady's lap being my newfangled director's chair, but I reckon that was expected from day 1. We're over halfway done, so even if there were problems? We'd suck it up and deal with it, instead of scrapping all that hard work. We've got a bunch of awesome people doing cameos, and this whole cast is perfect together. Everyone is so talented, but you know I have to shout out my little brother - Jules is like... this amazing actor and none of us ever knew it. He's been working his big butt off and is taking a bit of time off to stay home with Alfie and the babies, all of whom are just fine. My brother is fine - he's better than fine, he's lovely and sweet and a wonderful Daddy, and he always greets me with flails and love when I get home from work, and humours me by allowing me to take his four month old daughter to tea parties in the backyard. Oh, and August loves Jules almost as much as I do.

Secondly, I am friends with a lot of people, and I don't care who my friends date as long as they're happy and being treated right. I don't do raging psycho bitch, it's just not me. If I had a problem with someone they were dating, I'd deal with it - either by telling them to piss off, or punching them in the face. End of that story.

Lastly, I am definitely not engaged. I didn't bully anyone into making me their wife - I don't even believe in marriage most of the time... great for some people, but more and more, I'm realising it's totally not for me. Bombshell: I'm actually not even dating anyone at the moment. Gasp! Yeah, we broke up. It happens. Stuff happens, people change or you start to see true colours that aren't so pretty or you just grow tired of the same fight or you realise that this just isn't what you want, you end things, and life goes on. Life always goes on. I've kind of learned that over the past year, you know? Life always goes on. No matter what happens, the world keeps turning and you can either cry about it, or deal with it. I'm too busy to sit around crying, so, we're moving along. Everything happens for a reason, and every single little moment makes you who you are. I wouldn't change a thing about me, so I wouldn't change a thing about my life either. Nothing. I love who I am right now, and it's taken a lot to get me here. But I'm happy. Despite some things really sucking right now, I really do love my life.

Anyway. Can you guys believe the Crows are on a six game tear? It makes me super happy but also scared to go home come the end of the month (as soon as filming wraps and I finish what I am needed for), they never win when I am home and I don't want to jinx this wonderfulness. My husband Brett Burton should be back soon, and I believe we get a few more boys back from injury, possibly Simon Goodwin... please please please. I will enjoy this while I can! Because we all know it won't last.......

By the way... apparently we, The Empire, are number 3 on the Billboard top 100, and number 1 on the electronic album charts. REALLY? Ungh. This is so amazing and I can't thank you guys enough. One more dream to have come true - thank you thank you thank you!

On that note - I'm going to hang out with my brothers, niece, nephew and dad. Fambily = everything. Hope everyone is well :)


xoxo
Aubrey

Now that it's already been spread all over the internet, I may as well put some of my music up officially. It's not ready, but most of you've heard it all anyway. Two tracks up here didn't get leaked, I am putting them here as a gift to those who've respected our wishes and resisted the temptation to steal what we didn't put out. All of this is for you guys.

Seven Days A Week - This one is about Jayda and her perfect ass. It's my first song, and this is the one I was most upset about leaking because it's by far the most personal.

Night After Night - I posted the lyrics to this awhile back, or at least a rough version. I did the music myself, too. Yes, I play piano - Mum taught us all when we were young.

Mine For Life - If Australia were my boyfriend, this is what I'd write to him. I could never leave you, even though I've tried.

Rock and Roll - Basically, the title says it.

Hope You're Happy Now - Thanks, haters.

Tony The Beat - This is Alfie's genius and this is my own leak, because this is too flawless to keep to myself. Cocky? Yes. Honest? At least I am that too.

Queen of Apology - August's turn for genius. This is what we did yesterday.


Hm. By the way, I am not in rehab (thanks Perez?) but at home with my family, where I should be. They're better at keeping me in line than a bunch of overpaid shrinks anyway. While I'm here: nor am I sleeping with anyone, nor am I doing much of anything, nor am I fighting with anyone. Well, mostly - I've been kicking our littlest's ass at Guitar Hero and got into a screaming row at the Crows game (which kicked fucking ass, Brett Burton will you marry me?) over Adelaide vs Port with my older sister - does that count? I didn't think so either.

Peace out for now.