where have you been?

I think I shall wait till ALL the photos come in before posting it up. BUT here is one for kicks.

:D

Although I lost my pass and almost got kicked out, and someone stole my mango pudding, F1 race so far has been ape shit ACE.

More soon, very soon, I promise! But to tide you through till then, here’s a couple of photos!

HAHAHAHAHA. srsly.

I knew today was going to be ape shit crazy but I wasn’t prepared for how much. Martin’s out of juice so while he charges, here’s a bit to share.

Work was, work and while I got to leave at an early 2pm for an interview, the rest of the day was pretty crazy. I was a bit abandoned after my interview, so it was Bring Your Child To Work Day as I crashed the mayhem that was my dad’s office. And to add my bit to the chaos, I just sat in a swirly chair and spun round and round and playing with whatever random objects they had lying about the storage area.

Then I met the boys and had a grand old fun time. The briefing was draggier than I thought it would be – plus it was outdoors – but after, I managed to convince Ben (who made a guest appearance) and Dan to chillax a bit with me at a Macs we found at 11pm.

But I’m tired and exhausted, and weirdly at ease. Sleep may be for the weak, and rest for the dead, but nothing’s more comforting right now than being home.

title credit: jersey by mayday parade.

“your face brings me death every day, and every day i can’t wait to die.
bury me now, love. bury me now.”
thayer in the teenage dirtbag

I feel like a squashed banana.

In the words of Anthony Green, “I’ve been trying to reach you but my extension cord wouldn’t reach that far; I’ve been patiently waiting, now you’ve lost your chance. We’ve been treading air“. A mix and match of his lyrics hardly does justice to the song or my emotions.

title credit: she makes dirty words sound pretty by pierce the veil feat. dance gavin dance.

My rook piercing got infected pretty bad this time. I must have snagged it on hair or something cause last night it started swelling up and I woke up this morning to find the whole back of my ear covered in blood and pus. I know, pretty graphic.

Hence, a lot of the day was spent pressing a piece of tissue to my ear and trying not to scratch it – beacause it was totes itchy. But I survived and went off to see my very patient and amusing piercing artist who cleaned it up and sold me a new surgical metal stud (money I didn’t have was spent on this; my heart breaks) and it should clear up in a week.

Unlike my sister, I don’t heal well.

F1 this weekend so I’m uber super chunky monkey looking forward to it. And Raya’s next weekend so it’s all ace.

Naj, I don’t know about you, but I am stuffed from dinner and dessert.

PS: Raya invites to the open house are starting to trickle out. Address will be sent via email.