
^^ costume party!After over a week of dragging the chain, several hours and hundreds of dollars of phone calls and some serious bollocking... we finally have a landline and internet at home. Now we can't make the router work, so we can only have internet on one PC at a time, but it sure beats paying for internet cafes!
We've moved into our room and we're borrowing Lou (the previous occupant)'s bed. It's nice and firm, and not an air bed. I love it! The building is really shoddily built, early 80s vintage and as such it's kind of crumbling in places. There's a big crack between one of the walls and the roof, and one of the wardrobe doors fell off the first day. It's got lots of light though, a big ranch slider and a skylight.
Ok, it's not the place I would have chosen, but I'm sure I'll enjoy it here once I've decorated a bit.
The room faces north, so it gets lots of sun in the middle of the day, and lots of air when the ranch slider is open. I was lying on the bed reading my book and enjoying having a room on the weekend, and looking out the window. All sorts of crap flies past the window. Like, a bunch of black and silver balloons, two crows, some rosella things, leaves, a plastic bag. It's the third floor up, and we look out onto next door's roof and chimney, which is brick and has old fashioned chimney pots on top.
Last weekend we went to the oriental markets. I had a great time, and came back with so much stuff! Rory, Kim and I were going to a costume party on the Saturday night, so we bough costumes to wear. I was a geisha, and Rory was a wizard. I also bought a hat, two pairs of leggings, a shirt-dress, a paper lampshade, a japanese sword for Rory, and a bowl of ramen. Good gear, as my dad calls it. Now I'm determined to make some at home, and I've got a shopping list for miso paste, nori. bonito flakes and suchlike. Yum!
The other thing I came back with was a second-hand tennis racquete which I found at the St Vinnie's shop up the road. The lady said I could bring it back the next weekend (we were going to use it for the costume party), but I haven't been back. I liked her, and I liked the op shop, so I might have another look this saturday.
The costume party was a bit meh.. everyone seemed to be trying a bit too hard... or that might have been leftover annoyance from a book I had read last week, where I couldn't stand the main character because she was a shameless social climber, and said things like "groovy". Unforgivable!
Last weekend was a bit quiet, apart from Friday night, when Rory and I went out to Parramatta to see Spiderman 3 (Don't bother), and afterwards I went out with Adam and some of his friends to this old-man pub in Darling Harbour called the Pyrmont Hotel. It was gorgeous, full of character. I even almost saw a proper Aussie bar brawl! Adam's friend Cynthia, who called me Switzerland, was gorgeous. I liked her. She had lovely clear skin, full lips and dark eyes and a cool peircing.
I'm so happy about having interweb. It's so cool to be sitting here in leggings and my big fluffy blue socks posting on my blog. It's even cooler to be able to just blog when I think of something to say, cause I keep forgetting all this brilliant stuff I want to post about.
We've moved into our room and we're borrowing Lou (the previous occupant)'s bed. It's nice and firm, and not an air bed. I love it! The building is really shoddily built, early 80s vintage and as such it's kind of crumbling in places. There's a big crack between one of the walls and the roof, and one of the wardrobe doors fell off the first day. It's got lots of light though, a big ranch slider and a skylight.
Ok, it's not the place I would have chosen, but I'm sure I'll enjoy it here once I've decorated a bit.
The room faces north, so it gets lots of sun in the middle of the day, and lots of air when the ranch slider is open. I was lying on the bed reading my book and enjoying having a room on the weekend, and looking out the window. All sorts of crap flies past the window. Like, a bunch of black and silver balloons, two crows, some rosella things, leaves, a plastic bag. It's the third floor up, and we look out onto next door's roof and chimney, which is brick and has old fashioned chimney pots on top.
Last weekend we went to the oriental markets. I had a great time, and came back with so much stuff! Rory, Kim and I were going to a costume party on the Saturday night, so we bough costumes to wear. I was a geisha, and Rory was a wizard. I also bought a hat, two pairs of leggings, a shirt-dress, a paper lampshade, a japanese sword for Rory, and a bowl of ramen. Good gear, as my dad calls it. Now I'm determined to make some at home, and I've got a shopping list for miso paste, nori. bonito flakes and suchlike. Yum!
The other thing I came back with was a second-hand tennis racquete which I found at the St Vinnie's shop up the road. The lady said I could bring it back the next weekend (we were going to use it for the costume party), but I haven't been back. I liked her, and I liked the op shop, so I might have another look this saturday.
The costume party was a bit meh.. everyone seemed to be trying a bit too hard... or that might have been leftover annoyance from a book I had read last week, where I couldn't stand the main character because she was a shameless social climber, and said things like "groovy". Unforgivable!
Last weekend was a bit quiet, apart from Friday night, when Rory and I went out to Parramatta to see Spiderman 3 (Don't bother), and afterwards I went out with Adam and some of his friends to this old-man pub in Darling Harbour called the Pyrmont Hotel. It was gorgeous, full of character. I even almost saw a proper Aussie bar brawl! Adam's friend Cynthia, who called me Switzerland, was gorgeous. I liked her. She had lovely clear skin, full lips and dark eyes and a cool peircing.
I'm so happy about having interweb. It's so cool to be sitting here in leggings and my big fluffy blue socks posting on my blog. It's even cooler to be able to just blog when I think of something to say, cause I keep forgetting all this brilliant stuff I want to post about.
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