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[06 Jan 2010|10:49pm] |
Just in time for my 25th birthday Aaron sent me a big box from Bangkok full of amazing things. In a tiny silver box was a rock he took from a river in the Himalayas. The water has worn a small groove that's perfect for your thumb, he carried it in his hand through the Annapurnas. It absolutely killed me. Thank you for always always always reminding me how fucking huge things are. How huge and beautiful, and how full of incredible promise. I love you.
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[02 Jan 2010|02:39pm] |
Things have been good since Tim came back from Tamworth. On New Year's day we made dinner together, afterwards I took a shower and he sat in the bathroom drinking white wine from a tumbler, talking and singing to me while I washed my hair. On New Year's Eve we went to Coogee with some people and watched the fireworks from the beach, then we went home. For Christmas he gave me Louise Gluck's Vita Nova and inside the cover he had written "always, always and always". And this amazing book. There's one poem in Vita Nova where she says that hunger is a kind of fate, that you are driven to certain things and certain people by a hunger, and you choose whether you honour that hunger or not. And the hunger and the choosing is the Fates manifesting. This morning I went into Surry Hills and had breakfast with Robin, the heat finally collapsed and it stormed. I bought beautiful bunches of wild lavender from the market, and my feverfew is starting to bloom, small white and yellow flowers like tiny eggs. I'll be 25 on Thursday, so weird to think about. My holidays are over and I have to go back to work on Monday.
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[31 Dec 2009|10:31pm] |
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one photograph to delineate your year?
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[30 Dec 2009|03:53pm] |
Woke up hung over.
Neighbors discussing more break-ins that happened at night and early morning. Fuck.
Packed up all valuables I don't want stolen and brought them with me.
Fitted for contacts and glasses. Picked new frames.
Got a root canal and crown on my front tooth. Thanks, Dave.
Bleeding and using internet at a coffee shop. I can't tell if there is foam on my face because I can't feel it still!
Tonight I will have dinner with crazy people in a tiny uptown apartment.
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[29 Dec 2009|10:43pm] |
Hello gypsies!
I'm actually asking a teensy question on behalf of a friend who's getting into the whole "making her own clothing" gig. She's a sewing whiz, but is looking for a good price on a used dress form.
Any recommendations on where to buy a used dress form? I've heard that garage sales and thrift stores can be good places to spot one for a decent price.
What are some of the things one should look for when purchasing a used dress form?
Thanks in advance!
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[27 Dec 2009|10:56am] |
I was given this old wooden librarian's trolley, my mum works at a school and they were throwing it out, she thought I might like it. I can't make up my mind about it! I spent most of yesterday fixing it up, I gave it a good scrubbing, scraped the paint marks off and buffed it with some wood oil. It has shelves on both sides. I've put a few things on it to see how it looks and make up my mind. I'm undecided so be as honest as you like. It doesn't really "go" with my apartment but the nostalgic value is hard to pass up. I toyed vaguely with the idea of painting it white, but I'm worried it might end up looking shitty, and I am generally opposed to painting over wood.
I'm wondering what I can do with it. Should I keep it? Should I paint it? Strip it? Leave it? Horrible, get rid of it?
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