its ok

quiet again. i know. im sorry.
but this time its not a bad thing

i think im happy

a few months ago i was driving around and i felt weird, like i couldnt put my finger on what i was feeling. i worked out it was because i was content. i wasnt bothered. i wasnt worried. i was happy

yep yep

you should all be reading this, really best most informative website on the planet

hi nanna
xxxx

post secret

what have you been up to?

oh, you know, nothing much.... just hanging out with nick earls

well well well, what do we have here?

humble bee is pretty much done. cheer advisory council is mainly ben now. mountbatten is going swimmingly but is possibly being overshadowed by wild oats/cesare.

but you know what?

never fear

cat party is here

nick earls

the first time i found nick earls, i was driving. he was reading from 48 shades of brown, about balling up socks

There's something strangely isolating about folding your underpants just metres away from the action, arranging socks systematically in a drawer as though it might be useful. Looking at them sitting there in rows, needlessly colour-coded (although it won't last), which seems to symbolise some very unchosen kind of aloneness. It makes me think of the 'my weekend' stories we had to write at primary school. On the weekend there was lots of sex in my house. Me? My socks, they're totally organised.

puffin

it may not have been immediately, but it was pretty soon after, i drove to angus and robertson in colonnades and bought all the nick earls books they had there.
since then i have read all the books and loved them. seen the film and loved it (helped of course because it stars richard wilson who i am more than just a little bit in love with), and internetted all sorts of stuff. like the sunny garden and facebook

and it is through the magic of facebook, that this happened.

INTERNET WIN!

ohai crying. sup