Monday, January 31, 2011

i am officially a nana. today i ate breakfast at 5am, lunch at 11am, had an afternoon nap and finished off the day with pilates, and whenever i had a spare moment, i was reading...with my nana glasses.  i'm an old woman!

it wasn't safe to breathe.

all for myself, vesuvius, parts of impossible soul and chicago.
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vesuvius.

last night was incredible. sufjan stevens. in the flesh. what a psychotically enchanting star child. the concept behind age of adz is just incredible and i think it may even become one of my all time favourite albums. and yes, he performed all twenty five glorious minutes of impossible soul. with his amazing spaceman crazy helmet and everything. it was very neon and wonderful and just pretty much indescribable. however, he didn't play now that i'm older. which sucks, but it's okay because it was an insanely (insert better word than incredible/amazing/wonderful) show. and i would do anything to be part of his space crew, as ribbon twirler. what a delightful human.










i heart hiroshima.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

sunshine of your love.

i scored this book for $19. thanks lifeline.
ps. it's amazing. i think he's my new favourite.

psychotic.

so i know the pay is amazing compared my average slave labour, but working on a public holiday is just horrific. want to know why? (i'm sure you don't but sucker, this is my blog and i'm going to rant) the damn management doesn't roster enough people on to 'save labour costs' without considering that we currently had a special offer for half price frappuccinos, inconveniently enough from 3-5pm, when we needed to close at 5.30pm. so here we are, just the two of us being slammed by annoying people who want millions of the biggest fattest drinks they can order, just because they were half price. too much work to do, not enough time and definitely not enough staff. i was so mad. i have never been so mad at work before, i actually think it was the worst shift ever. and then to top it off, some jerk tries to ask me out, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RUSH. i fumed and sent them on their way. i don't think i've ever been so rude in my life. the last thing i wanted to do was go back to work this morning at 6am. but alas, i did. and it was so fine. i'm such a maniac sometimes.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

watercolour for breakfast.

Monday, January 24, 2011

as he got more comfortable, his humming got louder.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

fiesta.

my sister turned twenty-four. my family has a ridiculous obsession with delicious mexican food. i have a ridiculous obsession with sombreros, festive music, tiny instruments and anything that involves calligraphy. i also have a special talent for forgetting to use flash and underexposing most frames in a roll of film.






i wasn't over you.

i found my favourite song on the age of adz. it's kind of depressing. and when i see it live, i will most likely weep.






Thursday, January 20, 2011

our walls are wearing thin, our light is growing dim.
























honestly, how does one respond to all the things that are going on right now? i feel so strange and discontent about everything. and most of all, just inadequate really. there's so many things i want, so i'm really just wondering how to enable myself to do things that seem impossible, unlikely, unfathomable. and when, oh when, will it all happen? i'm sick of waiting. i think that's the hardest part. the waiting and wondering, the wondering and waiting. please just happen. something. anything, really.

notting hill.

"don't forget. i'm also just a girl standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her."

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

oh leils. the things i do for you.

teaz & coffyz.

oh. dear. lord. this is just insane. best music video, ever?

don't even sing about it.

i have a few things to say. first, why is it so hard to find a cinnamon roll? second, horay for amazing festival line ups, however, when there are so many good bands in one place, they are bound to play at the same time at different stages and therefore jasmine = weep, weep weep. third, well. i don't really have a third...also, is it common practice to dwell in ones own madness?

Sunday, January 16, 2011

it's that ancient love.

i have a dream.

tangled was flipping amazing. i want her hair. all of it. i'm never cutting my hair again. and one day i'll have a fat braid and put flowers in it. the end.



Saturday, January 15, 2011

this guy was in my course at uni. far out he's talented.

Shida from Shida ZRF on Vimeo.

Friday, January 14, 2011

the light between your eyes.



navy blues.

i had two rolls of black and white film from my holga, the one from my party didn't develop properly, i have the negatives but for some reason it was too "foggy" to scan? waaaa. but here's my birthday photos, two odd months later.