Sunshine and gold

BEES-E-LEESE-E!

I was making fun of someone's selfy here but I ended up doing one of my own. 

Hello sparkly unicorns. 

Today is an absolutely beautiful day which I spent the better part of with my little uni friends. 

These are the people that make travelling three hours a day worth it. 

I then came home and washed the bird shadaddle off my car. 

With my aviators, squeegee and my hose I felt like a less sexy Jessica Simpson. 

(Fortunately there are no photos of this)

AND THENNN I came inside to the Etsy packages I had been anxiously waiting for!

 I think thats the best part of  online shopping - its a lot like in primary school when you'd receive letters or invitations addressed to you in primary school and you'd squeal and tear it open (no? Just me?). But now the only things addressed to me are bank statements that tell me I spend too much on Etsy :( 

I had been searching for these rings for a while now (ignore my scary grandma hands) and they're hand-made in my size! I feel so special.

Also, I thought to myself what if an elephant sat on my face and I died and was unrecognisable. How would my parents know it was me under that tonne of ass? 

So I got myself a gold bracelet with my name on it. 

I can't decide if its woggy or devine. 

Theres something really nice about buying gifts for yourself - you don't have to wait for someone who you love to read your mind and think to get it for you. I realised that recently. 

Since my last blog mum made some food that I thought I'd be cruel and take pictures of...

Magical pandan cake

Delicious mini Vietnamese pancakes

Also more photos I found that you'd like - For my nephews' birthdays, my sister in London sent down some excavating kits for the little dino-lovers. The result was a big mess. 

Squatting and thongs and socks - rEpPin'. 

This was the final product! - A mammoth skeleton :)

 Tonight I'm having a dinner near my house with my college girlfriends. It'll be one of those moments when you run to your lover(s) to a soppy piano score on the beach when I get to see them. 

Now I'm going to get my groove on to Sweden by C418 (Caution and Crisis Remix) before someone comes home. 

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L) 

MOOO

Paper cuts - the bane of my existence. 

Hey poppies. So I've begun that thing that I do where I go on a Facebook strike. Therefore, anybody who manages to read this unadvertised blog post is a gun. 

By all means readers - exploit this little space for all its worth. 

I say I'm doing it to focus on study which is such a lie because when I'm not facebooking, I'm eating. 

No, its for that reason that can't be named - its an omen, much like Voldemort. 

I promise I'll blog about it when I'm ready. 

Over the weekend I drove my sorry ass all the way to Bendigo with my mate (who shall be dubbed 

D-dawg for privacy purposes) for the almighty GROOVIN' THE MOOO. 

We spent the ride laughing and crying at my driving and anticipating our untimely death on the drive back. 

Grain waves and attempts to check-into 'le sticks' made the time fly. 

And whats a road trip without a sum sique beatz brah? 

I managed to get around to San Cisco, The Maccabees (who didn't play Toothpaste Kisses goddang), Matt Corby, a little of Mutemath, Ball park music, City and Colour, Kimbra (feggin amazing), Hilltop Hoods from a distance and a little of this and that. HOWEVER. THEEE HIGHLIGHT OF MY NIGHT - Kaiser Chiefs were absolutely crazy AND to top it off... I CAUGHT (fought off two biyatchez for) THE DRUMSTICK. YES. YES I DID. And then ran back to my car holding onto it with dear life like Charlie and the golden ticket to the beats of Pogo during Digitalism. 

Im pretty sure I was high on Groovin' juice. 

I managed to stay awake for the drive back and then go to work at 9.45 the next morning and run a sique birthday party for the kids. 

Thank you, please hold the applause, you're too kind. 

I'm going to watch some Mad Men and eat chestnuts by an open ..... 

gas heater. 

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L)