Kate has been talking and reblogging about race in the movie The Last Airbender and I felt I needed to join the conversation, somehow. Or maybe I just wanted to vent at my webcam. Probably the latter.
NB: I have watched approximately 20 minutes of this cartoon in my entire life. It was okay. Would watch again.
Notes, January 22, 2012
My friend has this odd collection of photos of me that I can only describe as “Brooding and walking around the Splendour festival site”.
11 notes, August 13, 2011
So I had this picture saved to private for a while now. And by a while I mean 2 months. To explain: whilst I was at the personal nadir of the past few months I got involved in an art project that involves half-nude pics of me (plus other people) being plastered around Sydney with a number (manned by the artist, photographer Oliver Bryce Yates) attached to them.
This isn’t the most flattering photo of me, by far, but I feel it captured a period of time where my weight was fluctuating, my emotions were out of control and life didn’t seem very nice at all. It’s great to look back on, I find, because it shows how much life has progressed. That said, it’s odd to think that there are some Sydneysiders who have seen this part of me, even on a regular basis, via just a bill poster.
13 notes, July 3, 2011
Yes, I did just record myself lip-synching to Blue’s All Rise while in my huge parka.
No, not a single fuck was given.
25 notes, May 15, 2011
I’ve spent most of my evening/night after returning from work thinking about some real dire shit. To put it into context, I found out some seriously bad news affecting a close family member. It kind of puts a spanner in the works of most of the things they were planning on doing. They sound physically broken; I don’t know what to do.
Despite things returning to a sense of normality of late - new job that’s half-decent, uni on the right track, good news from my specialist, (i.e. not dying yet) a sense of progress towards my professional goals and the like - this is still a work in progress. I’m still trying to fight off the demons and diseases that almost killed me as late as a month ago. Maybe I just can’t take the realities of life, or maybe my ideas of what that reality is meant to be are built on extremes that are too far apart.
11 notes, March 9, 2011
So yesterday I got a visitor! And they brought me candy! And a heart-shaped cake!
Sometimes life is okayyy.
13 notes, February 13, 2011
The best way to describe how I feel after not being able to get my flight to Brisbane this morning.
Eh, life.
2 notes, February 3, 2011
