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So, I'm bored. I have one week of my "holidays" left and I am bored. I applied for a job as a freelance English editor and have gotten through two rounds of interviews (I will hear back in a week if I get the job); I have done my nails - painted them red, black, red and black, and purple; I have done Body Combat almost every second day - pulled a ( Read more... )

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Today Karl, his brother (the ant) and I went to the Retrostar warehouse sale. It was not in a warehouse but in a plastic tent. It was hot and filled with orange skinned, red lipped hipsters. I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of the goods. I thought it would mostly be cast offs - stained shirts and ripped dressed dripping with the residue of ( Read more... )

Today was wonderful. I started the day with my beloved combat class (which was packed) and then Karl and I wondered around China Ton looking for somewhere that would offer me the chicken and noodles I so desired. No luck. We went to Cho Gao and sat on the balcony. The weather was beautiful, the sky was grey and the wind was warm. We sipped pear ( Read more... )

So bored. Karl and I spent the morning at the cemetery, that was interesting. It was a cemetery on Dandenong Road, and it was quite dilapidated. There was a fresh grave. The dirt was smoothed out and the footprints could still be seen. Hundreds of flowers covered the ground, white wreaths, red roses, calla lillies. The smell was intoxicating, every ( Read more... )