body paint on king pigeon
body paint on king pigeon
puppy’s first hike
Me every day. It’s even got my cheeks. I might frame it and hang it in my room
(Source: thegirldanielle, via strobe-lights-and-blown-speakers)
I’m getting a bit hokey
But do you ever breathe enough? Take a big, deep breath right this second. How amazing does it feel! Whenever I do, I just think “am I breathing wrong all the time?” and I probably am.
People don’t like bats just because they have weird arms but I think they’re adorable!
Something I love about my job is how much random shit I get to learn. I now know heaps about the Mine Safety Levy, and community grants management, and how to run a child care centre. They mightn’t seem like the most interesting things ever and they’re pretty random but I think it’s great that I get paid to learn.
The wall around the Minerals & Resources building in Maitland
The animals I’ve seen here, in approximate ascending order by size
Ant
Funnel web
Moth
Butterfly
Cockroach
Mouse
Cat
Puppy
Goat
Horse
Cow
My shoes are in the freezer
They’re black leathery plastic ballet flats. They’ve got this slight rubbery heel that gives a surprising amount of grip which is nice when it rains. As I write this in having deja vu that I’ve written this before and the extension on that is that Aideen is currently writing something about her shoes at the same time and when I post this and go back to my dash I’ll see her post and freak out. I know this isn’t real though. They’ve got little nylon ribbon bows on the front, and a crack in the leather where my foot bends the shoe when I walk. The cracks are on the outside of both shoes, but they’re a thin line and are barely noticeable. The inside of the toes where my big toe is has been worn by my nail. I can’t see it but I bet it’s stained with nail polish. They’re clean and otherwise in good condition, I don’t wear them anywhere other than work and never when it rains. It’s not supposed to rain here this week thankfully. The sun rises at around 6:30 though, so so late.
A new hotel room
This one has a kitchen and is more of a serviced apartment, so I had steak for dinner. Naked steak hotel Monday. In some ways I like being alone on week nights. It’s the second best scenario after being with my associate which unfortunately cannot happen every day at this stage. But that’s just like being by myself anyway, he’s an extension of me. A really helpful, strong, caring, hot extension. I’m in Maitland btw, north westish of Newcastle I think. I talk to people in close proximity aaall day and when I finish work I just want to sit quietly, watch TV, go to the gym, read in bed. Not that I don’t like talking to people, I do. I’m making mates in Maitland. Karen, Bruce, Deb, Shell. I’m getting better at remembering names. And speaking with strangers.
So I think it’s time to curl up in the corner of this strange giant bed. Goodnight!
Yeah!
(Source: liquidconfidence, via montiium)
Sometimes I forget that I can do whatever I want
Do you ever get that? I can literally do anything I feel like as long as I feel that the consequences are worth it. And I think that’s an amazing thing.
