I've been getting increasingly restless in the past weeks, feeling a growing urge to really and properly do something with myself rather than just sit idly twiddling my thumbs between journeys, counting days on the couch. The fact that my shoulder is still slowly healing means I have to lean more on the creative side, which is a mixed blessing; it' ( Read more... )

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So, I've had this idea for a while now that Sesame Street is ripe for a re-interpretation. I won't pretend that I'm the first person to think of this, especially since the whole idea was sparked by this photo from I believe a past ComiCon. And now today, I see this in my newsfeed, which is even closer to my idea ( Read more... )

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So many things I want to write about, yet I can't seem to sit myself down and commit anything to the infinite paper of the internet. Travel, work, exercise, even dreams (a rare occurance)... All these things in my head that I can't seem to find motivation to put down in words. Maybe it's too many distractions, maybe I simply can't think linearly ( Read more... )

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This weekend there were quite a few things that didn't happen. I never went to a friend's farewell party. I never met my friends for dinner at South. I never went to the art battle I'd bought tickets to. I never made it to the City2Surf. I never went to Graphic at the Opera House. And I never went to a BBQ in Bondi ( Read more... )