Birthday Post.
All things considering, I kept my eighteenth pretty low key.
Harry Potter everything.
Cake, cards, robes.
And I watched all six movies back-to-back.
Until that point, I never appreciated
I have the worst luck...
I got bitten by another spider today. On my face. And the poison has spread all down my neck. I'm going to the doctor later.
Elisabeth Hasslebeck Makes Me Want To Punch Myself In The Face.
Or at least weep for humanity.
Current obsessions:
She and Him, Short bangs, knitting and Tavi Gevinson.
I wish I had a tiny bit of the writing eloquence
Swoon.
My mother says I act like an elderly woman.
Forget my hand-embroidery and penchant for baking, finding this as my most played song on iTunes was
Happy Birthday To Me... Thanks Sisky!
So it is my birthday.
I went to see TAI play at the Billboard in Melbourne.
It is not my favourite venue, but beggars can't be choosers.
Technically
My New Daily Ritual.
Bob Dylan and siphon coffee.
I swear to God, the two work so perfectly together it is unreal.
xx
Arachnophobia...
Okay so I am scared of spiders.
That's a normal thing to be scared of.
Some people think being scared of spiders is stupid.
IT'S NOT!
I GOT FREAKING













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