happy birthday brookeeee

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electric dreams

It's seven AM and I have been awake for at least 4 hours. We've been having these amazing thunderstorms in the night. The air is all fresh and cool and bright with lightning. Hard to get back to sleep though.

It's been a fun week, way too busy to blog. Baking self-saucing chocolate pudding (mmm dutch cocoa) smoking spliffs, drinking beer and dinking brookie all over our pretty little town.

We leave for the beach today. Bye pretty little toy town. It has been fun.

clever cunts

hi babies,

i went to platform last night for the launch of 'making space' it was crowdy and pleasing with two glasses of wine in my fists. rachael hooper's little city made me happy. look at it if you're passing by.

i later went to see a play by my darling's kylee brooke and joshua. they were wonderful. if you are feeling like the theatre i'd recommend it. tonight only. from 8:30 til 9:30. with bands afterwards and a party. with two of my favourites, dj delicious and crazy towering moose. at the warehouse, on the corner of johnson and chapel street fitzroy. enter via chapel street.

i will come after the old bar. gotta sell my tshirts and dance to my favourite band. miss bachelorette is lovely and ten rays are my new favourite band and i have only seen them in the garage.

i love all my clever friends.
yes you.
and you and you and you and on and on forever...

nah

i can hear the moomba parade outside, should i get dressed and go watch from the studio windows? we do look down on swanston street. there are bagpipes.

adam and i discovered the moomba festivities by the river on friday night, totally by accident. look! rides!

we got cups of chips and jam donuts and belly aches.
happy birthday beautiful brookie... nice bbq. nice backyard.

GO ON, put it on your BLOB

... an ongoing conversation with my friend brooke. who doesn't have a blog… and doesn't read blogs.

Brooke: spill, did you date the guy who read your blob.

Me: which guy? … it’s not a blob.

Brooke: the one who wrote on someone else’s blob that he had a crush on you…

Me: it’s not a blob.

Brooke: what is it?

Me: a BLOG

Brooke: blog BLOB. whatever. SO. did ya?

Me: we had a beer

Brooke: and?

Me: we talked.

Brooke: … …

Me: he seems nice.

Brooke: see him again?

Me: sure. why not?

Brooke: he reads your BLOB!

Brookie and her charming summation of my blob life.
just wait til she has a blob. the blob readers will be lining up to date her. the whole blob community will have a field day. cause she'd be a really hot blobber...