The leather squeaks as I shift nervously The plane comes in to land, fidgeting fingers showing the race of my mind Butterflies seems an inadequate description Turbulent, rocking, riling in my belly A flock of harried crows quarrel in my stomach Snakes and spiders and bugs creep and writhe Tap tap tapping the seat as… Continue reading coming home
I found myself chatting with a friend one night... awhile ago. I actually can't remember when this was and when I decided to do this post but it wasn't recent. But we were discussing where we lived. And, like the stalker I am, I totally Google Mapped to see where said friend lived. But what… Continue reading beauty?
Today I went on a tour of Tamburlaine wines in the Hunter Valley. I have ended up here by complete chance. The trip was won by someone who then could not go so they graciously gave the holiday to myself. The tour was part of the deal and we were meant to go yesterday but,… Continue reading Red wine knights and bread crumbs sprinkled
I'm Australian. Like, as in, I was born here. Blood-nationality (if there even really is such a random notion) I'm like a slow-cooked stew. But that is not at all what I wanna talk about today. actually I don't really wanna talk about anything. (But here we are ...) Why don't I want to do anything? Cause it is fucking hot here!
where are the fandom parties at? I will be about 3 years late.
where I discuss bitch-children, their parents and what I would do with them if I was supreme ruler