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Introduction post! A new shiny, updated one!
For new friends, but a quick refresher for you oldies as well.
EDITED SEPTEMBER 2012:
Ohai there. I'm Adrian. I'm 24. Aquarius (not that it matters?). From Sydney, living in Finland. Bi, crazy cat lady, lactose intolerant, theatre techie, twin, in love.
My middle name is Richard. I find it hilarious that I can tell people that dick my middle name. I dont really have many good nicknames because Adrian is notoriously hard to shorten. I got Addie when I was a little kid but thankfully dropped that nickname when my balls dropped.
My friends in Australia used to call all sorts of variations of Callaghan (commonly Cazza, which rhymed nicely with Azza, which is what you get called if your name happens to begin with an A). People in Helsinki call me Skippy a lot. You know, after that stupid 70s tv show about skippy the kangaroo. But I answer to many things, including "hey you" and "oi stupid".
I spent the first eighteen years of my life living in the northern suburbs of Sydney. Mum's an English teacher, dad's an architect. I have a twin sister called Kelly, who died in March last year after dealing with various instances of cancer for more than half her life. I still say have instead of has, because I'll always have her, even if she isnt technically, physically right beside me. Losing her has been a tough one. One of the toughest things I've ever had to do. Unless you're a twin who's lost their other half, dont play the old "oh, I understand how you feel" card. I'm handling myself a lot better now, which unfortunately more than can be said for a few months ago. I have major ups and major downs and currently see a grief counselor once a week to start trying to sort through some of the icky stuff. Feeling like it's a positive thing. Kel is my other half and I will miss her for the rest of my life. As such, I'm still a bit funny, so dont take any notice if I'm a bit out of line sometimes.
So yeah, Sydney!
Packed off to uni at 18, moved to a town in country NSW called Wagga Wagga. Indeed such a place. But everyone just calls it Wagga. Basically a big awesome uni town. 50 000 people-ish. There's an army and an air force base there too. Regional hub for a lot of stuff. Great place. So anyway. Uni. I have a BA in design for theatre and tv. In my second year, I did an exchange year overseas in 2008 and ended up studying at TAIK (which was Helsinki University of Art and Design then but is now part of Aalto university). Best year of my life. I learnt to speak Finnish (still fucking learning...), grew up a fuck load and fell in love. All that usual stuff. Finished my degree back home the year after.
Now, I suppose I'd better tell you about Darcy. Darcy's Finnish. Darcy's Glasgow born mum really really likes Pride and Prejudice. He just constantly gets frustrated that elderly Finnish people have trouble with the c and the y. Darcy is the absolute love of my life and often simultaneously makes me want to kiss him and strangle him. He's the one I fell off-my-tits in love with on my exchange year in 2008. Started out as a helpfully bilingual friend (his English is better than mine...) which progressed into one of those friends with benefits things, which somehow miraculously worked out with falling in love. We did long distance for the year after I went home and it was bloody difficult. He ended up spending six months in Sydney early last year, before we moved back to Finland July last year. We had some major ups and downs with his ex entering the picture again, and again when Kelly died, but I can safely say now that he is my best friend and I probably couldn't be without him. I tried that. It didnt work. It also amazes you how much you find yourself loving someone when they drop their whole lives and come to the other side of the world for you when you need them most. Darcy is what got me through the first few months after Kelly died and he's the one still holding me up. Love of my freaking life. I think he kind of may have asked me to marry him the other day, but it was in a "hey, you wanna go to the movies?" "Okay, why not?" kind of way. I'm still decoding.
So yeah. That's who Darcy is. We went to uni together. He's into sculpture and installation artwork and welds things for shits and giggles. He has a ponytail and lots of tattoos and tends to quietly bitch about what people on trains are wearing. Bit of a contradiction sometimes.
I kiss boys, as well as girls. But for the moment I'm quite happy with this one boy.
Okay. now for me. I live in Kalio, which is a grungy but awesome inner city suburb of Helsinki, with Darcy and our flat full of ikea furniture. Our building has a sauna but no outdoor washing line, and little old Australian me is appalled. I also have a cat called Charlie who likes to drink tea and sit in the middle of doorways. . I work as a technical supervisor at the Savoy theatre in Helsinki, which means I look after the lights and junk when touring shows come though. I want to design sets one day, but I dont mind lights, even though me and heights really dont agree that much. It's taken me years to be able to get up a ladder without wanting to puke.
I would happily have Cat Stevens and David Bowie's babies, had I the uterus space for rent. I also love to cook, make monty python jokes and talk to strangers. I think I am annoyingly optimistic most of the time, but when I have my emo days, they can be rather seriously emo. More and more though, the sun is coming out. Oh, and I hate Finnish winters and cauliflower. And I tend not to sugar coat things.
Anything else you want to know, feel free to ask!
For new friends, but a quick refresher for you oldies as well.
EDITED SEPTEMBER 2012:
Ohai there. I'm Adrian. I'm 24. Aquarius (not that it matters?). From Sydney, living in Finland. Bi, crazy cat lady, lactose intolerant, theatre techie, twin, in love.
My middle name is Richard. I find it hilarious that I can tell people that dick my middle name. I dont really have many good nicknames because Adrian is notoriously hard to shorten. I got Addie when I was a little kid but thankfully dropped that nickname when my balls dropped.
My friends in Australia used to call all sorts of variations of Callaghan (commonly Cazza, which rhymed nicely with Azza, which is what you get called if your name happens to begin with an A). People in Helsinki call me Skippy a lot. You know, after that stupid 70s tv show about skippy the kangaroo. But I answer to many things, including "hey you" and "oi stupid".
I spent the first eighteen years of my life living in the northern suburbs of Sydney. Mum's an English teacher, dad's an architect. I have a twin sister called Kelly, who died in March last year after dealing with various instances of cancer for more than half her life. I still say have instead of has, because I'll always have her, even if she isnt technically, physically right beside me. Losing her has been a tough one. One of the toughest things I've ever had to do. Unless you're a twin who's lost their other half, dont play the old "oh, I understand how you feel" card. I'm handling myself a lot better now, which unfortunately more than can be said for a few months ago. I have major ups and major downs and currently see a grief counselor once a week to start trying to sort through some of the icky stuff. Feeling like it's a positive thing. Kel is my other half and I will miss her for the rest of my life. As such, I'm still a bit funny, so dont take any notice if I'm a bit out of line sometimes.
So yeah, Sydney!
Packed off to uni at 18, moved to a town in country NSW called Wagga Wagga. Indeed such a place. But everyone just calls it Wagga. Basically a big awesome uni town. 50 000 people-ish. There's an army and an air force base there too. Regional hub for a lot of stuff. Great place. So anyway. Uni. I have a BA in design for theatre and tv. In my second year, I did an exchange year overseas in 2008 and ended up studying at TAIK (which was Helsinki University of Art and Design then but is now part of Aalto university). Best year of my life. I learnt to speak Finnish (still fucking learning...), grew up a fuck load and fell in love. All that usual stuff. Finished my degree back home the year after.
Now, I suppose I'd better tell you about Darcy. Darcy's Finnish. Darcy's Glasgow born mum really really likes Pride and Prejudice. He just constantly gets frustrated that elderly Finnish people have trouble with the c and the y. Darcy is the absolute love of my life and often simultaneously makes me want to kiss him and strangle him. He's the one I fell off-my-tits in love with on my exchange year in 2008. Started out as a helpfully bilingual friend (his English is better than mine...) which progressed into one of those friends with benefits things, which somehow miraculously worked out with falling in love. We did long distance for the year after I went home and it was bloody difficult. He ended up spending six months in Sydney early last year, before we moved back to Finland July last year. We had some major ups and downs with his ex entering the picture again, and again when Kelly died, but I can safely say now that he is my best friend and I probably couldn't be without him. I tried that. It didnt work. It also amazes you how much you find yourself loving someone when they drop their whole lives and come to the other side of the world for you when you need them most. Darcy is what got me through the first few months after Kelly died and he's the one still holding me up. Love of my freaking life. I think he kind of may have asked me to marry him the other day, but it was in a "hey, you wanna go to the movies?" "Okay, why not?" kind of way. I'm still decoding.
So yeah. That's who Darcy is. We went to uni together. He's into sculpture and installation artwork and welds things for shits and giggles. He has a ponytail and lots of tattoos and tends to quietly bitch about what people on trains are wearing. Bit of a contradiction sometimes.
I kiss boys, as well as girls. But for the moment I'm quite happy with this one boy.
Okay. now for me. I live in Kalio, which is a grungy but awesome inner city suburb of Helsinki, with Darcy and our flat full of ikea furniture. Our building has a sauna but no outdoor washing line, and little old Australian me is appalled. I also have a cat called Charlie who likes to drink tea and sit in the middle of doorways. . I work as a technical supervisor at the Savoy theatre in Helsinki, which means I look after the lights and junk when touring shows come though. I want to design sets one day, but I dont mind lights, even though me and heights really dont agree that much. It's taken me years to be able to get up a ladder without wanting to puke.
I would happily have Cat Stevens and David Bowie's babies, had I the uterus space for rent. I also love to cook, make monty python jokes and talk to strangers. I think I am annoyingly optimistic most of the time, but when I have my emo days, they can be rather seriously emo. More and more though, the sun is coming out. Oh, and I hate Finnish winters and cauliflower. And I tend not to sugar coat things.
Anything else you want to know, feel free to ask!