I really enjoy being drunk. Sorry, but I do.

I swear to god...

To my internet: if you do not let Ticketek load, so I can in turn buy BRMC tickets, I will cause you serious pain. How? I don't know yet. But I will.

Holgy.

Got my first Holga 35mm film developed. Had some zoom issues but was pretty pleased given my holga is not even designed to take 35mm film and I did some pretty flimsy home-style adjusstments to make it work. These are among the 6 or 7 that turned out okay. I like the one of the city the best. I took it after I finished work one day and I was in one of those excellent, unexplainable happy moods, and god it felt good to shoot carefree pictures of the lovely, lovely Melbourne.

Sorry, 3 to go.

Got a bit carried away.

1 down, 1 to go!

Today feels better!

This still gets me. Everytime.

Things achieved today: 0

'Help me or make me feel fine
I feel I've wasted my time.'

A mere 7 days....

And I can get my life back.

Dear Microeconomics,

I genuinely believe I have never hated anything as much as you. I hope you feel rubbish when you read this, as I think the world would be better off without you. Or maybe I'd just be better off.

All my love (the kind of love that supply, demand, economic surplus, average variable cost etc etc simply can't offer)

Ruth.

Janie: Just don't fuck my dad okay?!
Angela: Why not?