Its the end of the year already. The damn year has flown by as usual. Its been a year of new beginnings and endings. I got lost down laneways and dark alleys and I got my toe stuck in my thong (the shoe kind) and tripped over. I found out I’m hopeless with change (not the money kind, I’m very good at saving in fact) and that I miss the ocean to no end. Theres something about frolicking in the sea that I can’t get enough of. Im like a little kid.
I watched a lot of episodes of the ‘Twilight Zone’ and decided it reminded me too much of my childhood so I stopped.
I found love in all the wrong places, which fortunately turned out to be the right kind of love. Oh no here comes a link…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CV05oji5doc
Proudly released an EP and sang in front of lots of people at the EP launch at the OAF in a tutu that we call the ‘six six’ aptly named by Miss BShaw (Not George Bernard though) and incredible design by JOlivieri.
Found about 63 plastic bags under my bed after cleaning and rearranging my room. I was trying to be environmental, but my boyfriend thinks I was hording. Not sure what I was going to put in all those bags but it turns out the house I now live in has just as many.
I cut my own hair, its cheaper that way. Today Im sporting an Elvis quiff and it makes me look more like my dad. Strange, my dad never had an Elvis quiff, but its the shape of my face or something.
Moved house. Theres plastic snakes around the pool to fend off uninvited ducks who think its ok to swim and the bathroom is pink with matching towels and bath mats.
The days are long here. But in a good way. I only hear cicardas, birds and the wind floating through the palm trees in the backyard. Lots of time to think about new songs, wearing ‘nine nines’ and dancing to Roy Orbison on our record player.
Have yourselves a wondrous Christmas. I’ll be back to harass you next year with more wonderful ramblings and sweet sweet nothings.
May all beings everywhere be happy and free!
