Monday, March 21, 2011

Suitable Candidate

There's a new type of business card these days.. Nudie pics. On your phone.

Handy for those times when strangers ask you for your "résumé".

Sometimes, you're just not right for the job.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Sometimes


I like to think of myself as a fairly positive person. You will generally find me in a good mood, spruiking about living the good life and reminding anyone who will listen how lucky we are. I don’t have much and I like to think I don’t need much to be happy.

But we all have down days. You have to return to work after about 10 months off. Your housemate hasn’t done the dishes when you really wish she had. Actually you do want to buy that $240 jacket, even though it goes against your new beliefs. And sometimes you’re just plain pissed off that the weather is going between extremes of stupid-hot-humid-should-be-on-a-tropical-island-if-I-have-to-endure-this weather and then freezing your arse off within the space of one week.
On days like those, you want to turn to something. You want to believe that the internet holds the answers. And it does. It always does. Thank you internet. Have I told you lately that I love you?
Sometimes this blog is about more than random thoughts turned into little indulgent smarty pants posts. Inspiration shows itself in many forms. You have to be on the lookout. You have to stop and smell the beautifully photoshopped roses. And when your fellow blogger returns to the big smoke and the world is in order once again, you wake up and know everything is going to be ok.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Gnarly Nar Nar

Hey Ray? Come here for a second.
I’ve got some ideas for you and your first pay cheque..

Betony's sister can knit sheep.
Yeah, but what about knitting me one of these?
I chopped this bird's head off.

This is fully ok for my non fiction list.

I don't know what an umbrella has to do with it.
But still, look how cute it is!

Mess with me. Mess with my narwhal beanie. Believe.


My necklace brings all the boys to the yard.


Oh yar. I'd use this alllll the time.

But really? Really I just want to make you this for dinner.
Every night until you die.