February 2012
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the good stuff:
sunday morning at gordon’s bay, espresso over ice, fuji 400H pro film, wandering through redfern, friday night debauchery with georgina aka. partner in crime/housemate extraordinaire, sazeracs, unexpected phone calls, the late afternoon light in my bedroom.
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mahpiohanzia
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the disappointment of being unable to fly, unable to stretch out your arms and vault into the air, having finally shrugged off the ballast of your own weight and ignited the fuel tank of unfulfilled desires you’ve been storing up since before you were born.
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This morning I missed my mouth and spilt coffee down the front of my freshly washed, white silk shirt. I then managed to successfully spot clean and dry it in my office bathroom using only hand soap and paper towels.
My ‘grown up’ rating for today is at neutral.
January 2012
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