You're always the last to know and so, on the story goes...
Domestic bliss has come about at an absurdly quick rate of knots in this new house. I live on Park Ave, and have been trying to think of how to refer to this place. "The park", we'll call it for now. Its unusual for me to feel such positivity about a change this immense, which makes me so confident about the year to come. My room is large and inviting, and i now have photo's of friends for my room. I haven't yet had the urge to walk myself home to Ashley street. I loved that house because it did so much for me, and though it was cold and dark sometimes in the hallway, the paint job was shit and the neighbours were horrible to start out with, it allowed me to build up friendships independent of any roomies or parents or partners. It allowed me to hide away when i had my heart broken by the evil Ferry driver (Dallas) and finally i was able to establish this awesome relationship with Justin. Really, Justin is the big rock that made moving easy, makes my work bearable and makes my weekends worth waiting for..
I've bought 5 Cd's in the last few days.
Something for Kate - Desert Lights (very impressed that they've reclaimed their old by recording with Liz phair and the smashing pumpkins producer Brad Wood)
Cat Power - The Greatest (more listening required, but always very impressed by chans howling angst)
Death Cab for Cutie - We have the facts and we're voting yet (not as good as plans on my first listen, but still great)
Liz Phair - Somebodys Miracle (So far i'm most impressed by this album. The first time she's filled one of her beautiful Anti-pop album with trills and harmonies. She's perhaps even more underrated than ben folds)
Elliott Smith - From a basement on a hill (morbid much! This is the suicide note album that he didn't actually complete before stabbing himself in the chest. Very interesting insight into his depression, but doesn't feel complete on my initial listen.)
I've bleached my hair white (like spike) because i went to a new hairdresser and she reccomended it. Nice to have a change. I look like an angry twink. But i will bite my tongue and believe impossible things for as long as i wear it.. Feels good to stand out a little at the moment. Even if it is with lame twink hair.
Anyway, here is a photo of our (liz and myself) new lounge room. This house is lovely.
I haven't been to the gym at the end of the street yet, but i did buy a years membership, so i think once i start going, i wont be able to stop.
I've bought 5 Cd's in the last few days.
Something for Kate - Desert Lights (very impressed that they've reclaimed their old by recording with Liz phair and the smashing pumpkins producer Brad Wood)
Cat Power - The Greatest (more listening required, but always very impressed by chans howling angst)
Death Cab for Cutie - We have the facts and we're voting yet (not as good as plans on my first listen, but still great)
Liz Phair - Somebodys Miracle (So far i'm most impressed by this album. The first time she's filled one of her beautiful Anti-pop album with trills and harmonies. She's perhaps even more underrated than ben folds)
Elliott Smith - From a basement on a hill (morbid much! This is the suicide note album that he didn't actually complete before stabbing himself in the chest. Very interesting insight into his depression, but doesn't feel complete on my initial listen.)
I've bleached my hair white (like spike) because i went to a new hairdresser and she reccomended it. Nice to have a change. I look like an angry twink. But i will bite my tongue and believe impossible things for as long as i wear it.. Feels good to stand out a little at the moment. Even if it is with lame twink hair.
Anyway, here is a photo of our (liz and myself) new lounge room. This house is lovely.
I haven't been to the gym at the end of the street yet, but i did buy a years membership, so i think once i start going, i wont be able to stop.