Archive for June, 2010

42 minutes of the weekend remaining. I have been having what I like to call a winter holiday at home. This involves behaving like you don’t live where you live, wandering vaguely through usually familiar places, spending more, ordering cocktails in bars where you’d usually go for your usual and then proceeding to do the crossword, nonchalantly, like you’re […]


I realised today I haven’t done a things I like list for a while.  Things have got kind of heavy here since the good old days of list-making. I didn’t mean for them to. So. Things I admire in other people but can’t do myself: Read while walking. Leverage (financially speaking). Yell. Bungy jump. Lie […]


This is what Miss Australia 2010 wishes for. Peace and better skincare. Good on her, I guess. But it just seems ludicrous. From the highly unlikely to the sweetly cosmetic, from tubed beauty to truced-up utopia, all in one hopeful breath. But maybe the question set her up to fail. And I am all for […]


the capturation

18Jun10

There is something so cathartic about listening to old school PJ Harvey very very loud. And something so rebellious about staying up way past a sensible school night bedtime (usually my weekday be-in-bed-reading curfew is midnight, but it just comes around so darned quick). Although Thursday night is unofficially the weekend. So I’m really only just getting […]


tadaima!

14Jun10

Well well. I have spent the last ten minutes or so transfixed by pictures of unicorns. Only because I couldn’t find the photos of the rainbow I took from the Harbour Bridge this afternoon from a moving taxi. Stupid phone camera. I think there might have been one good photo in there too – the […]


I felt a bit weird about posting the word/picture thing above. It’s taken me a couple of days to actually do it. Going back to my what’s private/what’s not musings from a few nights ago, this felt a bit earnest. A bit too heart-in-my-mouth-or-on-my-sleeve or wherever. So just now I did a curious thing. I cropped […]


It feels good to enter a Sunday vaguely tracksuited. Indifferently scruffy but also a little bit purposeful. I also like entertaining in slippers. Like tonight. Except my slippers got so warm I started overheating and had to go barefoot for a while. I also like pretending to entertain when actually all I am doing is hanging […]