January 2012
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you know that moment went you’re out with your ex and look at him and think i no longer want to have sex with you. it’s a good feeling.
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even though i accepted a crazy job offer, subsequently handed in my notice, am moving house after four and a half years and agreed to a double date with my ex boyfriend this week, i came on here primarily to tell you i just saw the boss from the it crowd standing outside my work.
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i hate nothing more than being woken up on a...
especially by a phone call.
from an ex.
who then texts and says “he rolled on his phone”.
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you do the math
i have a wedding to attend [as a bridesmaid] in nz on the 2nd of february 2013.
my uk visa runs out on the 4th of february 2013.
you can only apply for your uk visa renewal 28 days before it expires.
uk visa application waiting times are currently 6 months.
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dare i say it i really am looking forward to work...
it’s been well over a month since i got up went in and sat at my desk and i think i’m starting to lose the plot. i need routine. my jet lag has produced the worst of sleeping habits (up all night and napping at 4pm). and i’m bored. there’s only so much on demand tv one can watch on her ipad while in bed because it just seems too cold and loud outside. the nz summer has...
December 2011
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today i pledge to get sh*t done
• get a new winter coat cos it’s f*cking freezing out there and i need to look good or else i will never leave the warmth of my apartment • get a new iPad case because paddy needs a new coat too • move my bedroom around because i’m really a teenager and it’s the only way i’ll get round to unpacking • do my laundry from above’s unpacking • maybe do some freelance if i...
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things that have happened in the last 48 hours
hugged an alpaca, sneezed all the way on a 28 hour flight, slept in my own bed for the first time in 31 days, got stupid drunk with friends I haven’t seen in 32 days, didn’t come last at bowling and cycled drunk around notting hill on a boris bike.
it’s good to be back.
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the dreaded question
catching up with friends who are ALL engaged, married and/or having babies and expect me at 29 to be doing the same by now.
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if i was in london i would have gone on to ticketmaster at 9am and all tickets would have been sold out by 9.05am, at least six months in advance before any gig. here in new zealand i’ve bought foo fighters tickets today for tomorrow’s gig.
bless new zealand’s non existent population.
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oh. i kind of expected you to have picked up some new guy on your flight. you...
– my mum on my arrival into auckland airport. just because last time it happened doesn’t mean i always go around picking up strange men on flights and make them meet my parents at the other end.
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hiding your tattoo from your parents in the new zealand summer is tricky.
November 2011
33 posts
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-11-20) →
tUnE-yArDs (21)
Florence + The Machine (12)
Feist (12)
Unknown Mortal Orchestra (9)
PJ Harvey (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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when you realise you actually like public...
talking to an old school friend about her christmas eve party which i’ll finally be able to attend after living on the other side of the world for five years. then i realise my parents have moved out of town. so i’ll either have to sober drive (totally not ideal) or get dropped off and picked up like a child (i’m 29).
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charlie brooker on THAT john lewis ad →
“I heard it coming before I saw it: reports reached me of people blubbing in front of their televisions, so moved were they by this simple tale of a fictional boy counting the hours until he can give his parents a gift for Christmas. Given the fuss they were making, the tears they shed, you’d think they were watching footage of shoeless orphans being kicked face-first into a propeller....
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it's like a greek wedding in my kitchen this...
in less than 24 hours i’ve managed to COMPLETELY SMASH one tumbler glass (a damn good one too not one of the crappy ones) and the dish i bought in the foothills of a moroccan valley from a cute little old man and spent a million years choosing the exact design i wanted and have only used the once (last night).
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i made the decision i'm not going out and i'm not...
just cos you know, i have a whole HEAP of freelance to get out and i really need to get some good stuff into my body cos my skin is a wreck, i look tired and i just can’t turn up to my parents after two years looking like a crack addict.
so i get to work and we’re all going to the pub at lunch. the test begins..
[edit: so i just had a pint, but it ends there]
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so that's why i feel so bad right now
woke up this morning remembering we each bought a round last night which adds up to a bottle of savignon blanc downed by me, only to get to work and be reminded we met some crazy ex crack addict who joined our table and bought another two bottles. ooooooooooof.
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my new iphone is my boyfriend
all i do is talk to it and it does what exactly i say. possibly the best relationship i’ve ever had.