Hobbit house

I have a couple of days off work!! I'm so excited. I decided the best way to deal with this was to channel all the good feelings into my third blog post. Yes, it's true, this blog is 3 days old- happy birthday, blog! That is assuming that the blog year lasts 3 days and since no one knows how long the blog year really lasts I CAN (however misguidedly) make that assumption!

I went out for lunch with Beth and my nan today. We went to the yellow deli in Katoomba, which is the coolest looking building you will ever see in real life but the vibes are well weird. The food is so great, though. There's loads of raw and vegan stuff. I had a green smoothie and a vege burger (which came with a giant pickle!)
It's not all good times (just mostly), the cafe is run by the Twelve Tribes community which is like... A cult. And if you find yourself a little too deep in conversation with a member of staff they will assume that you're interested in joining and try to give you brochures. This happened to me twice on my way to the bathroom. (The sink is in a barrel! So cool!) They'd also inked Mark Twain and Friedrich Nietzsche quotes onto the walls to support their 'in favour of cults' argument which seemed a little unfair to those guys who probably wouldn't have cared much for the Twelve Tribes gang. In the end though I decided not to join the cult and only to eat my delicious burger.

Also I bought some 'extra strength Yerba mate tea with guarana' advertised to promote a clear mind and offer a nice "midday buzz." The guy told me that it was traditionally drunk to promote mate-ship or something in Brazil. A tea specifically the share with friends?! All of that sounded like a nice time and needed in on the tea action.

Tomorrow I'm gonna drive to Bathurst to see a Jason Benjamen exhibition at the gallery and do what I do every time I go to Bathurst; lie under the bridge at the park during the day and visit Hamish in the evening. Beth just came in with some dark chocolate for me and I have to eat it so i guess this is goodbye for now!

Oh oh oh

A tiny bit late and I should've linked this before but...

(i dunno how to post videos but here is a link to a really great one until i sort my life out and learn to post things properly!)

There has been an insane amount of sweet sweet music happening from everywhere this year. So good!

I remember being at splendour in the grass this year and the big stage was at the bottom of a gentle hill. Occasionally the entire place filled up but a bunch of times during the day most people would flee to the other stages or to where the drinks were. One day, running on very little sleep but loads of borocca and beer, I lost all my friends after breaking off to buy a triple shot flat white. At first I was scared and then I was confused and then I was upset with them but after finally completing the five stages of grief (festival edition) i bought 3 cans of kopperberg, wandered to the hill and lay down on it for a good 6 hours. And I had such a fucking nice time. I remember I definitely watched skaters who were well great, everything else is a warm, fuzzy blur. But just laying there listening to people talk and laugh in the sun, every now and then cheering, then music, then yelling, then birds. Nice nice nice.

I feel like I should write more but I don't wanna convolute for the sake of convoluting if you know what I'm sayin'. Also this video is all that is filling my brain at this moment so it's all I am really capable of. kisskisshugkiss

This picture was taken on the second day of the festival. We decided early on that buying a ticket to splendour meant pulling an elaborate inside joke style prank on Dan. We all ordered t-shirts, each with a different picture of Dan at a party and put them on before we left our tents on the second morning of splendour. Dan was in a morning after substance-induced frenzy. It took him a while to notice. But when he did it was a beautiful time. I think this photo really encapsulates the situation. (Dan is the guy in front with blue hair.)

New blog equals good time

Hey friends, I'm just writing to myself at the moment but I figured a nice introductory post would lure potential friends and blog readers onto my page. I used to have a different blog but I forgot the password and the password for the email address that it was linked to so... That's the end of that.
BUT (!!!!) here is the new one! It's fresh and clean and has yet to be modified even a little bit but with time I'm sure this page will be as beautiful outwardly as it is in my heart.


I'll start with my week. My week was nice. I drifted through it effortlessly. Very few intense emotions. I guess you'd call that content? That's a good way to be! Although there was one night where I remembered I'd been put on the guest list to see ice age, a super cool punk band from Denmark. I rang my mum to see if she waned to go cause she too, is super cool. But the night ended in bitter disappointment when I got us both lost somewhere in Sydney, so when we finally got to goodgodsmallclub we were told it was too full. In desperate attempt to save the night we had a falafel roll each, and yes it worked.

I've been working a whole lot. This is good because I have a whole lot of travel thing planned waiting to be paid for, but bad because of the bit where I have to work. I work in a pancake restaurant which on a scale of one to ten would be about a 5 which is pretty good for hospitality workplace standards. I make a lot of coffees. My boss took my being vegan and therefor my inability to eat his pancakes as a very personal insult. Every now and then when he looks a little sad I suspect he is thinking about all of the times I politely declined a taste.
Was that story worth telling? Well, I had a good time!