Saturday 11 July 2015

Music To Walk Home By.

Spending the morning discovering that Tame Impala is pretty great listening on a spaced-out saturday. Body and soul on the Kevin Parker hype-train, I find myself yay. Have to get my butt out of this too-comfy chair of mine and run some errands soon but first.

Just realized yesterday was actually the 4th anniversary of our commisioning! What a 4 years too, huh. Definitely not, in so many crucial ways, the same person who marched out into that parade square what feels like forever ago. How the years have shaped us all! Not particularly prone to regrets, but I wonder what life would have been like had I actually lived out my resolve to put myself out of course way back when.

Well. In any case, just thought that this anniversary (yes, arbitrary remembrance though it is) was a rather timely reminder that:

I will not vanish.

Sunday 5 July 2015

Like Cigarette Burns On Otherwise Perfect Unspoilt Skin.

"And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee"



What a surprise to stumble upon Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds on Lush 995 the other day. A strange, fitting soundtrack to Sundays like these.

What a week. What a month. What a year. Working late every single day is no joke really, but I guess in some ways I'm actually glad to be this busy too. Thank God for a busy July! And they say that work shall set you free. Okay haha maybe not. Pls no. But yes, work is work and work is good, for now at least.

Except it kinda feels like I'm running on empty, sometimes. I really am reeling. Dog-tired, bone-weary. Barely even able to survive till the end of class today haha, or maybe it's the kids getting waaaaay more energetic! Little monsters the lot of them.

In other news, went into Lock and Lock the other day and got rather excited hahah. Almost bought a baking tray and casserole and friends.. Just a bit more preparation and my room shall finally be ready for housewarming! All that accumulated detritus from years of travel... Speaking of which, the title 'Desastres Naturales' actually is the title of a movie my Chilean friend directed. Talk about fascinating travel buddies...

Anyhow. Okay. Time to regroup. Lay low, start slow. Let's go.