i've been absent in a lot of ways lately. i had a wonderful birthday last month, a christmas night spent with the best friends i could ask for &a new years so trashy i don't remember djing (dj pussyface) which ended with us playing 'marco polo' in underwear at 7am. i've danced live to the gossip &more recently cried then lost my voice (repeat x 100) at kings of leon. i've spent nights in gutters &then bars where they offer foot stools. we had hungover 'graduation' bbq's &many nights of goodbye drinks to my muffins. bristol has stolen two of my most treasured parts of melbourne. i purchased the slr camera of my dreams but haven't figured out the settings yet &finally spent a boozy evening playing guitar hero.


i want more. from myself mainly (but from you a little too). i am making big elaborate plans.
ps. thank you for the body heat. &for letting me fall asleep to the cure. i think i have to back down though. again. i will stop glorifying you all in my head to avoid bitter disappointment.