The Chamber if Secrets

get amongst

Christmas

My Milkshakes

La-la, la-la, laa

Nice one Cunny!

I'm going to Melbourne next week. See you cunnies later!

Virual

Phear

I'm Ill

Luscious

Cafe work makes for dull humour.

Death shroud

Holidays!

Let's get loose!

Let's melt our livers, block our lungs, rot our noses and scramble our brains!

No. I'm going on a goddam detox.

Raising Cain

aw

Sexy Spa Times!

every day.

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Faux-pas

I sent out invites on FB.

Only like 5 or 6 people said they were coming, but I reckon heaps more will turn up: most of them un-willingly.

Cluster-cuss

Sorry it's been so long everyone!

I've been busy with real life: one giant cluster-cuss.

I don't know how to delete posts!
oh dear
I'll have to think of something funny to say.

STICKY PUSSY

Huckabees

Bung eye lovin'

Hannah Choi!

Put your scabs up!

OOOOOOOH baraccuda

You all know how it is.

Hearthcliff

All I have in my flat is a smoky fireplace and a wardrobe full of black wool garments.

Pile that shit on!

Fuck electric blankets!
Fuck heaters!
FUCK HOT WATER BOTTLES AND WHEATIES!

Hejiminy

more comics y'all!

NINETEEN!!!

I drew this and beamed it into my computron on my actual birthday, however seeing as our internet has been down since then, I can only unleashed the goodness on you keen readers now: at one in the morning after a snowball evening with Hannah....

Violence at Bus-stops.

our internet has been out for a while

Writing about current affairs.

Heathcliff

You must meet him!

poop soup.

Fucking Love Olives

square that shit up!

Balmain is pretty cool.


When I got in at 5:30 yesterday morning, I was stranded in the city due to the buses beginning their services at 8am. At the bus stop, a gang member and his pregnant mistress struck up such a personal conversation with me that I could do nothing but listen and smoke with an inner terror equal to that of Frodo's upon hearing the nazgul scream. It was a situation that people do not usually find themselves in; first thing in the morning.

I made a shabby excuse, something about visiting Hannah who had my pillow (half true), and made my escape. I took refuge in a Starbucks: it being the only thing open at that hour. I ordered a cup of tea and waited until the first few buses were good and gone before I made my way back to the bus-stop.

Anyway, I am back now.

Seeing as the time-difference is five hours I am able to go to sleep early, skipping dinner, and wake up at five thirty in the morning and do things like haunt the hallway- sauntering up and down with the cat pretending to be a mournful ghost in the morning light. Or I just have porridge: the only food I have in the pantry. THE ONLY FOOD. I ate everything before I left. Seasoning and various herbs do not really count as food. Diet time!

oatmeal

kegality

Tegel did bad

goodbye!

See? I live by the comics. COMIC-LIFE!
I'm off to L.A. and San Francisco.

'Til then, fellow readers.

The Wayfarer.

FUCK YEAH. CROSSING CONTINENTS!

I'm Leaving on the 10th of April, Flying to San Francisco on the 20t then flying out on the 29th, arriving on the 1st of may. WINTER!!! yay

tasty seasoning

Pile that shit on

Cook that shit up!

I feel so rubbush. Hannah and I went to the farmers' market at 9 in the morning yesterday. Then, to make the most of the last time we would see one another before I went away, we decided to have a drink. That turned into a bottle gin, a bottle of tonic and some lime juice. We drank half of that in my studio at Elam, by about one in the afternoon.

I ended up getting home on the last bus home at like three thirty this morning. Her friend was staying at a really nice room at the heritage so there was some serious debauch going on.

self help

I'm going to L.A in seven days...

15

Ironic...

Engliscious

I hope you paid attention in year eleven English.

Figures of Speech!

Zola Jesus

laaast night

Last night Hannah came over to the flat. It was a fairly quite night: a bottle of wine each and Chinese takeout for dinner. It was a night of Radiohead and chocolate and kent cigarettes and drinking on the floor of my room. Just like Huia... good times.

Would you believe that you can fit half a bottle of wine in one of these comically large glasses?