Filching wifi from a cafe that masquerades as a bar at night. St Kilda is like a different fucking universe when the weather's good. It's real weird. PACKED today. A moshpit in the streets. Summer's gonna be HECTIC.

Photo vomit.

Grr. Just went to look at flights to Brisbane on the 2nd and they've all doubled in price since I last looked. Bastards. Serves me right though. Anyway. I have been sitting here for too many hours and am gonna post pics and go. Can't spend my whole day in here. First, my new skirt:








I love it. Partly just because it signifies my ability to think of something and actually get it done. Partly because its damn cute.

And Andrew's new shirt:






Arctic Monkeys:

















Shout-outs to Claire for getting me into a sold out show, that's love for you.

Proof of Lifestyle

Lordy. I'm at Alysia's watching trash on tv and talking about boys. I want sugar. I'm a bit tired too, and I gotta get up early. Alysia wants olives. Walk to the supermarket? My back hurts. Whinge whinge whinge. I have nothing to whinge about. I have new Chucks to customise (or rather, finish customising). I have started already. I had to get the all black ones for work, with the black soles, so I've sanded the black paint off the eyelets to take them back to silver, and I'm, gonna stitch something on them... not sure what yet. I also got a nice new brown bonds shirt for someone, which is gonna have something stitched on it too... will absolutely take a photo before I pop it in the mail this time. I hope. I am crap at remembering to do that. I was all set to do crafts all weekend, but it looks like I am too much of a flake. Perhaps I will do some tomorrow. I hope so, I got some nice linen to make a skirt with today... must be more productive.

Only 23 days til the brain benefit gig. September is gonna kill me so bad. Whatever happens, it's gonna be weird. Because I'm gonna be 25. I'm getting that crazy 'running out of time' feeling. Good Lord.