really does look like i have a stalker

awesome fun

just what i need

this time is different

putting the bins out seems to be doable

as does checking the letterbox. both these things seem to be doable with only a small amount of planning, panic, and freaking out.

musics

its pretty

woke up
got up
got dressed
got undressed
went back to bed

i have so much to do

there are corners of my house that i like

ohmygoodnessgigs

played a gig








































(photos by hannah)

saw a gig


20th century graduates <3




smudge!






pics by Benon Koebsch (this is now in my possession)

pretty good night, actually

ugh. i dont know. i could let you know what ive been doing, but a lot of my days have listed showering as an accomplishment. then there are some days when i actually do accomplish things, like hanging out with x on the film set all day, taking the kids to the playground with friends, taking them on the train to the city and going to the museum and art gallery. these days are good, especially when we are commended on the behaviour of our children ( cos they're rad)







but then im leaving work early because i just cant handle it. im spending entire days in bed. im finding my medication on the lounge room floor, in the hallway, in my bed, because ive just plum forgotten to take it.

and then there's today. it took me til 2 oclock to get over dinner and a movie with the kids and voldemorts parents, but since then ive entirely tidied the lounge and entry, done a load of washing, and a load of dishes, and taken the recycling out. they kids are playing out the front with the kids across the road, and i already know what im gonna do for tea.

i can see these things that i do. and i can see the things that i dont do. mostly i see them while sitting in the shadows of things i cant do