Little Bit of Gorillaz Love. Because I'm so loving them at the moment... sorry!

Feel th Funk

It's the day after Halloween and I'm sitting just inside the door of my flat, feeling softs wisps of summer breeze brush past me and watching little finches as they play in my garden. As they flutter around, their tiny wings dash and send yellow flowers into a scatter, but when they are still for a moment they regard me suspiciously from black gleaming eyes.

I've been trying to write for about two hours now, but again, it is one of those days when everything that comes from my brain sounds shit when I actually extract and write it out. I'm a bit deflated. I have lost all inspiration and even when I find others to inspire me, it won't carry over into what I would like to do or write that day. I am going on like a robot. The only way I can keep on without losing it is to prepare excitedly for my move in May. I am so excited, but apart from my general dislike of moving, a part of me is also worried that I may not regain my mojo by moving to a new city. I have to remind myself that I will, of course. There will be new things, new people and new places. Change is going to take care of itself and wrap me up in throes of inspiration and deluges of happy sentiments! Then my poor little blog won't know what hit it. I will be able to blog every day, because I will actually have something to blog about!

Until then, though, I am going to continue to tack and paste stuff here, because I don't want there to be a blank spot in my life, and I'm hopeless at keeping a journal. This will be an important chunk of time leading up to one of the biggest, most exciting changes of my young life so far, it would be ridiculous to leave it out. So forgive me if I seem shallow for the next six months. Hopefully I'll regain my extensive vocabulary and writer's sense soon. 

So lets listen to the Gorillaz and have a peek at Kelly O's delicious Derby Day outfit (what a hero! She flies in from America, dives right into the Melbourne shopping, gets all done up for the races, has a fabulous time and is back home in LA for breakfast the next morning!). I'm off to get ready for another big night in the kitchen, cheffing away for every extra dollar to go towards my move.

xx

IT Crowd Season Four

Its only one of the greatest shows to happen, ever. And its only part way through screening! Can't wait for episode 3.

Wild Weather!

Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but Szohr just never fades. I love it when NYLON pops her in, and I'm sad to say this last issue is the first one I've bought for quite a time. They cost a lot in our town, and I'm a woman on a budget! Suffice to say, I got my little surge of joy from this issue on my trip home from holidays.

I am one happy chicken this week. Having just returned from my city of love, Melbourne, I am refreshed and excited at new prospects and hopes for the next 12 months. My plans are these: to have a monster garage sale with some friends in February 2011. Then, when my next lease comes up at the end of April I will be ready to pack what belongings I have left into boxes for an impending move. Said move, as of this last week, is now strongly headed in a determined direction. So I'm feeling a little more purpose filled than usual, because this time I really believe that I can do this, and that it is the right time. Nothing inspires like a little purpose!

Steering away from the norm, I shall give a quick recap of my doings on vacation in bullet point format:

1. Saw Powderfinger live, performing their last tour - Sunsets - in Rockhampton on Thursday
2. Purchased my dream, life-changing wrap-around dress from Sportsgirl on Friday
3. Saw 'Tomorrow When the War Began' with Barb. It was good, didn't disappoint.
4. Flew to Brisbane and caught the train right to Bop's 21st venue to help decorate on Saturday
5. Partied the night away, danced to a live funk band, made a new friend and got ridiculously drunk in the process of celebrating, rainy
6. Recovered on Sunday (and attended a bbq with my second family), rainy
7. Flew to Melbourne and caught the bus, then the train straight to my cousins', on Monday
8. Went to Chadstone on Tuesday (biggest shopping centre in Australia)
9. Saw 'Eat Love Pray' with J and S (also had bad, bad mexican for dinner), rainy
10. Met Barb at the bus stop on Wednesday, rainy
11. Saw Paramore live (great), supported by Jury and the Saints, and Reliant K (who weren't so great), rainy
12. Met up with Mumma on Thursday, trawled Fitzroy for quirks (rainy) and 'did' Chapel St
13. Queen Victoria Markets on Friday - Hot Chocolate, Salami, Cheese and fresh Turkish Bread for brunch, RAINY!
14. Afternoon in bed trying to kill a bad cold, brought on by all the rain
15. Dinner at Grandma Funk's
16. Bridge Rd on Saturday following a long brunch at Tweek
17. Flew home Saturday afternoon - met by our loving Bfs at the airport (kisses all round)
18. Recovered all day Sunday (spent the whole day in bed)

And those, friends, were my holidays. I am still trying to ward off the cold a week on, but it was totally worth it! I had a fabulous time. One of the highlights was Bop's birthday party, god that was a fun night. I got up to all kinds of mischief and danced until my feet couldn't feel anymore. I got two hours sleep.

This trip really kicked off my plans. I want to move to Richmond. It is perfect for me - just on the outskirts of the City with public transport coming out it's ears, and the home to a number of my favourite haunts; Tweek, Grandma Funk's, Bridge Rd, Chapel St and the river. As an added incentive, the Australian Institute of Fitness has a campus literally just down the road from where I hope to live. I have been considering studying with them for about 6 months now, but didn't want to do it via distance ed. Maybe its the solution to my studying dramas.

Bring on the Garage Sale plans! xx OTIG

Some of Dylan Moran's Best...

The First of October.

If I lived in Brisbane, I would be going here tonight ^. Instead, I'm going to a Hypnotist/Illusionist show and dinner at our local club.

A few changes have come about in the last week or so at work. I'm no longer the manager of my little coffee shop :( however, I've been promoted to a full time chef's position in the kitchen. This means split shifts every day, and working most weekends still, but it also means a lot less stress and the chance to learn heaps of new skills - another notch on my now rather extensive resume. Upon hearing the news, my 12 year old brother was rather impressed - 'Wow, she's really going somewhere with her life! She can do everything!' This made me feel a bit better. I must say, that coffee shop was my baby, but its time to move on.

I go on holiday in 5-6 days!

xx B