Big news.
Hey, hello livejournal. It sure has been a while. It feels increasingly weird to look back at the days before I finished school and entries were a regular, almost daily occurence. I suppose when I had studies and tasks set to stimulate me mentally, this journal thing was a way of keeping in touch with friends and chronicling my (mostly insipid) day - to day existence. Livejournal was a place to regale each other with our own spin on how fucking drunk we got on the weekend, how good that show was, etc - not a place for drawn out theories or essays. When school finished I went through a period of writing extended, thought out blogs, an attempt at filling the overwhelming intellectual void caused by the lack of assignments and required reading. It wasn't long before full time work sapped whatever creative energy I had left - time spent not working was spent investing as little zest as possible in whatever activity I was doing, unless of course it was a pastime dedicated to destroying the memory of work even more (such as drinking or playing shows); these were (and are) performed with great gusto. Still, between 9 to 5 weeks and Melbourne - to - Sydney weekends, there hardly seems time to update this thing anymore. Which is sad because god knows there are a lot more interesting things happening in my life now than there were a year or two years ago. Not until now though has anything stood out enough to make me sit down and tap out a shpiel soley devoted to informing you all, friends and strangers, about recent developements.
So here we go - In approximately 25 days I'm moving to Melbourne. We're playing a show there on the 30th of Sept and I've finally decided to stop putting it off and just do it - I won't be coming back. Anastasia and Pip have secured an incredible house in south Carlton. It's a one story terrace wedged into the inner - city urban fabric with the sort of haphazard disrespect to planning that you just don't find in Canberra, and that's what I love about it. My room is tiny, a veritable box that will probably hold a bed and my cd collection and not much more - but for seventy dollars a week rent, not to mention a ten minute walk to the city, five minute stumble home from Brunswick st, and ridiculously cheap cab fare from just about anywhere worth going, the positives far outweigh the negatives. Not to mention that however cramped the room, the house containing it will not be dominated by anal retentive parents, and we will be free to decorate and behave however we see fit in our little slice of the city. This includes coming home blind drunk at three in the morning, finding friends already sitting round the kitchen table smoking cigarettes, then drinking more and dancing to Minus The Bear in the lounge room until five am, as we did a couple of weeks ago when I checked out the place for the first time. As you can tell, I'm reasonably fucking excited. There will be challenges - saving enough money, finding a new job, convincing my parents to let me take the car, not dying from excessive alchohol, nicotine and mi goreng consumption to name a few - but in the end I can't think of anything that would make me happier right now than to do this.
I will be having a going away party/drinks so listen out for that. I might be leaving Canberra but that doesn't mean I don't love you all, and I want my last month here to be a damn great one. Y&R play at Toast on sept 15th Ug Beats so come party. There will be much floating around between Essen, Civic pub, Pheonix, Toast, Transit bar and all the other nooks and crannies of this town before I go - and now everytime something happens, it may be the last time, for a long while. I'm just going to enjoy what's left.
xoxoxo
PS. And if anybody needs a full - time job (and has a reasonable artistic bent), my position at The Art Store Braddon is up for grabs - come in with a resume and a cover letter, and be good, because I want someone good as the "new me" ...please?
So here we go - In approximately 25 days I'm moving to Melbourne. We're playing a show there on the 30th of Sept and I've finally decided to stop putting it off and just do it - I won't be coming back. Anastasia and Pip have secured an incredible house in south Carlton. It's a one story terrace wedged into the inner - city urban fabric with the sort of haphazard disrespect to planning that you just don't find in Canberra, and that's what I love about it. My room is tiny, a veritable box that will probably hold a bed and my cd collection and not much more - but for seventy dollars a week rent, not to mention a ten minute walk to the city, five minute stumble home from Brunswick st, and ridiculously cheap cab fare from just about anywhere worth going, the positives far outweigh the negatives. Not to mention that however cramped the room, the house containing it will not be dominated by anal retentive parents, and we will be free to decorate and behave however we see fit in our little slice of the city. This includes coming home blind drunk at three in the morning, finding friends already sitting round the kitchen table smoking cigarettes, then drinking more and dancing to Minus The Bear in the lounge room until five am, as we did a couple of weeks ago when I checked out the place for the first time. As you can tell, I'm reasonably fucking excited. There will be challenges - saving enough money, finding a new job, convincing my parents to let me take the car, not dying from excessive alchohol, nicotine and mi goreng consumption to name a few - but in the end I can't think of anything that would make me happier right now than to do this.
I will be having a going away party/drinks so listen out for that. I might be leaving Canberra but that doesn't mean I don't love you all, and I want my last month here to be a damn great one. Y&R play at Toast on sept 15th Ug Beats so come party. There will be much floating around between Essen, Civic pub, Pheonix, Toast, Transit bar and all the other nooks and crannies of this town before I go - and now everytime something happens, it may be the last time, for a long while. I'm just going to enjoy what's left.
xoxoxo
PS. And if anybody needs a full - time job (and has a reasonable artistic bent), my position at The Art Store Braddon is up for grabs - come in with a resume and a cover letter, and be good, because I want someone good as the "new me" ...please?