zing!

i'm reverting to my slack blogging ways. intially it was a little upsetting, going from almost a post a day to a post a week (if that!), but i've decided just to embrace it. there are those whose lives allow them the luxury of such an oft-updated web-journal. mine in not one of them.


on thursday i enrolled at uni. in great latrobe fashion, the whole thing took almost three hours. that was from turning up, seminaring, the mysterious 'validation', data-entry, running the gauntlet of clubs and societies, student card getting and then running the fuck away. i love latrobe, mostly, although VSU put my favorite little hippy cafe out of business.*



wholefoods, rest in peace. i will forever remember your cheap curries, free-trade coffee and too-hippy-to-be-true staff. in my barefoot and long-haired days, i counted myself in your number. how sad. fucking howard.

BUT ANYWAY

also to report was the houseparty to end all houseparties. last weekend we made tentative plans for some wild bbq action at a friends place in malvern. through mass coincidence each of us ended up texting almost every single person we'd ever met, and eventually the house was so full i could hardly force my way from lounge to kitchen to get a fresh beer. luckily, all it took was the admission that i was quite prepared to go all hopoate on peoples arses (yes, exactly.) to make sure a small corridor was cleared between me and the fridge.







*photo stolen from ruth