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okay, i am back now.
i dont know that anyone really knew that i was gone because i never post and never actually see anyone, but at least lately i have had the excuse of being interstate.
I have no idea what has been going on with everyone.
it rained nearly everyday that i was in sunny queensland and as usual with my dad, my days were laregly punctuated with watching the cricket, betting on horseraces and many random drives in the countryside. I think that I am well mellowed and appreciate my dad more now that my mum has remarried. We resurected gingerbeer spiders and i will have to corrupt the next generation with them soon.
I came back to find that mum has bought me half a kitchen to move out with, which is joyous, and would only be made moreso if i actually had a place locked in to move into. She also bought me a skin to make a drum - this is very very excellent. And a perfect new handbag and a book filled with pictures of cats... much squee was had.
I am petrified by going back to uni next week - i think i am in well beyond my depth. I can also think of a million projects that i would love to write on and could get inspired by right now, but alas, these are not my actual project.
i need to find a rhythm. hopefully it is one that goes bom, bom-bom like all the best Ronettes songs.
i dont know that anyone really knew that i was gone because i never post and never actually see anyone, but at least lately i have had the excuse of being interstate.
I have no idea what has been going on with everyone.
it rained nearly everyday that i was in sunny queensland and as usual with my dad, my days were laregly punctuated with watching the cricket, betting on horseraces and many random drives in the countryside. I think that I am well mellowed and appreciate my dad more now that my mum has remarried. We resurected gingerbeer spiders and i will have to corrupt the next generation with them soon.
I came back to find that mum has bought me half a kitchen to move out with, which is joyous, and would only be made moreso if i actually had a place locked in to move into. She also bought me a skin to make a drum - this is very very excellent. And a perfect new handbag and a book filled with pictures of cats... much squee was had.
I am petrified by going back to uni next week - i think i am in well beyond my depth. I can also think of a million projects that i would love to write on and could get inspired by right now, but alas, these are not my actual project.
i need to find a rhythm. hopefully it is one that goes bom, bom-bom like all the best Ronettes songs.