I spent the majority of yesterday chillin' with Shirley Cai [most of you will remember her as creator of Thomas & Lola (upcoming short film) and photography extroadinaire]. I sat through a couple of auditions for T&L, rummaged through a few thrift stores (leaving with the most magnificent sequinned robe-like thing which makes me feel like a disco wizard and all sorts of funky), melted a few times in what seems to be a teaser for the upcoming Australia summer, ate a few McD's cones, watched a few thousand episodes of Monk, and spent the rest of the day playing dress ups with the most intense thigh high hooker boots and listening to Little Red. My life: it's exciting.
I finished my HSC on Friday, and all I have planned now is 4 gloriously empty months stretching ahead of me, hopefully filled with as many McDonald's cones as my poor stomach can handle. Happiness may not be free, but you most certainly can buy it for $0.50c from a clown wearing lipstick. I am back, and I will get back to all your e-mails (firstname.lastname@example.org) as soon as humanly possible (that is, after I drink a few gallons of chocolate milk and sleep for a few thousand years).
I changed the layout too. Although this layout has less character, i tried to make it cleaner and easier on your eyes. I don't know about you, but I was getting kind of tired of having my header poop deers and legs and astronauts and beavers in band uniforms and shit all over my face. Let me know what you think :-).
P.S. The Social Network. I did not expect it to be so well done, on paper it sounds like absolute shit - 2 hours of a bunch of dudes making Facebook and getting sued over it. It was less PHP and more INTENSE, INTENSE DRAMA. Who knew that website programming was so rock 'n' roll.
And for the Sydney-ians, PITT ST MALL IS SUCH A LET DOWN. It was dimmer than the brain of a bovine animal and the layout of the place was confusing as fuck. I think they were so focused on installing as many shitty 7.5-watt lighting panels as they possible and making it like a goddamn maze at the same time. Or maybe I was just thrown off by the amount of breathing human beings in there. Being jostled around by frenzied shoppers isn't fun. I think I'll stick to eBay. But just the sight of Zara's logo caused heart palpitations, I. Am. So. Excited.