Last night we had a surprise party for Em. It was such a fun night, I laughed so hard I got stomach cramps and had tears streaming down my face. What's sad is that I know I can't even explain away how funny it was and why it was funny, you really did have to be there and see it. I'm very grateful for my friends here and in meeting new friends through them. And... would you believe it.... I have a total of at least 8 friends.
My band invited me out for drinks after a practice so I'm totally in. It's going well, we're trying to find a name instead of "The Sad Actors". I have suggested "Catherine and the band" a few times but I don't think they appreciate it like I do. It's tricky finding something that's different, available and not super-lame. Which is why I think the above works. I seem to be playing the xylophone a lot which is fun, but I get a bit bored. I'm on guitar a bit too, it's good fun.
This morning I went to the bike shop and he's giving me a new upgraded bike made of aluminium. He doesn't seem to get the fact that bikes aren't ridden inside so of course it will rust when it gets wet... anyway. It's not as cool because it's a pinky/rosey colour but it will do. Better than walking of bussing to work anyway.
This evening I'm going to Cottage Church for the first time in ages, and a kick-ass coffee shop called "Shenkin". They use Proud Mary coffee, the one I had in Sydney at that awesome shop with the 2x 3group machines in one super case. I'm excited. Niki and I are going, she's a flatmate and friend of Em's who took me along to her church once. She's just come back from a trip to NZ so we're going to catch up about how lovely it was. I was just reading an article on how everyone from NZ moves overseas and the ways that Helen and John have tried to get people back such as, great place to raise a family etc. In response to this, the article read; "As you might expect, the push and pull of migration is more complex than 'our economy's fucked, but it's a great place to breed' ". It summed it up well..."NZ's population holds travel and living overseas central to its identity". Seems a bit sad, really, I mean, i'll probably end up there one day for sure, but there's just so much more everywhere else...even if it was awful to live here in Sydney, it's worth it for my pay. I can work for a year, save $20,000 easy. You just couldn't do that at home.
I'm happy, the sun's out, i've had food, playing the new Fleet Foxes album and have a great afternoon and week ahead. It's a good life.
My band invited me out for drinks after a practice so I'm totally in. It's going well, we're trying to find a name instead of "The Sad Actors". I have suggested "Catherine and the band" a few times but I don't think they appreciate it like I do. It's tricky finding something that's different, available and not super-lame. Which is why I think the above works. I seem to be playing the xylophone a lot which is fun, but I get a bit bored. I'm on guitar a bit too, it's good fun.
This morning I went to the bike shop and he's giving me a new upgraded bike made of aluminium. He doesn't seem to get the fact that bikes aren't ridden inside so of course it will rust when it gets wet... anyway. It's not as cool because it's a pinky/rosey colour but it will do. Better than walking of bussing to work anyway.
This evening I'm going to Cottage Church for the first time in ages, and a kick-ass coffee shop called "Shenkin". They use Proud Mary coffee, the one I had in Sydney at that awesome shop with the 2x 3group machines in one super case. I'm excited. Niki and I are going, she's a flatmate and friend of Em's who took me along to her church once. She's just come back from a trip to NZ so we're going to catch up about how lovely it was. I was just reading an article on how everyone from NZ moves overseas and the ways that Helen and John have tried to get people back such as, great place to raise a family etc. In response to this, the article read; "As you might expect, the push and pull of migration is more complex than 'our economy's fucked, but it's a great place to breed' ". It summed it up well..."NZ's population holds travel and living overseas central to its identity". Seems a bit sad, really, I mean, i'll probably end up there one day for sure, but there's just so much more everywhere else...even if it was awful to live here in Sydney, it's worth it for my pay. I can work for a year, save $20,000 easy. You just couldn't do that at home.
I'm happy, the sun's out, i've had food, playing the new Fleet Foxes album and have a great afternoon and week ahead. It's a good life.
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