I found a place! Two bedroom, polished wooden floors, fireplace in the lounge room, kitchen and main bedroom, sunny large laundry, quaint bathroom, massive backyard with a revolving clothesline...

My own little Arcadia.

Signing the lease on Thursday. Will march right in and slap that money order right onto their desk. Got a fridge and a washing ( Read more... )

    Mum definately knows how to get me out of bed. Even when there's a murderous lightening and thunder show just above our house. Mention the name 'Berkelow's' and I'm showered and ready within 30 min. The storm here was pretty frightful, still it just blinded me every 5 min while I shaved my legs in the shower. 
     It hasn't stopped raining ( Read more... )

         What a contentful day. Yes, I know that isn't a word but I don't care. Spent half the morning speaking to John who was trying to smooth things over since last night. I'm quite proud I can see the floor of my room, even if John kept on nagging for me to speak to him.

Ok, so maybe my wardrobe is the scariest shit fight a stylist has ( Read more... )

Alright, I'm bored with this now. I don't like doing nightshifts and I really want to go to bed. I shouldn't have agreed to take the 4day 12hr shifts because my body clock was contently use to the typical 08:30 - 5:00. Only a few more weeks to go then its all back to normal ( Read more... )

Right, about these cramps. Hahaha what a jovial way to start a journal. Truth be told I'm sick of them. Talking to John on Tuesday night and I got up too quickly. Nearly screamed the house awake. If John was here I would be blaming him but nay he's not so nay I can't ( Read more... )

Easter Saturday and I'm not out getting myself drunk on Baileys. Bop and the gang are shooting pool in Newtown *sniff* and I'm trapped in a over lit office in the city ( Read more... )

Mmmm Milkshakes. How I love you. Johnny made me a cracking strawberry milkshake to calm me after yelling at Caitlin who has decided to come everyday from High School as an arrogant obnoxious brat ( Read more... )

Ah bless the Xfm. When I suddenly felt low, BEHOLD the internet radio starts to strum up The Smith's "What Difference Does It Make ( Read more... )

Finally. After consuming an entire bottle of pineapple juice, anxious venting and whinging to the poor Robyn on the length of waiting before the auction finishes and commanding enough will power to stay awake I've won it. It's mine. For good...HUZZAH!


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White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own
White riot - I wanna riot
White riot - a riot of my own

Bravo Cronulla, you've really torn the lid off on the bottle of shame.

How can anyone be proud to call themselves Australian after today? On the first day of race riots what did they give to me? 5, 000 drunk thugs, 3 threatened women with ( Read more... )