I'm off home today for 3 weeks or so.
Had some drinks at Slices and Mad Kafe last night for a bit of fun. The man of my dreams DIO whatever came along too, God bless his stylish soul. What else can I say after he arrives and says "I just came to see your face before you go"? That's the best English I've ever heard him speak so he musta picked it up from somewhere. He gave me a really cool jacket last time we hung out, after John Digweed, so I thought he wanted that back. But turns out I can keep the jacket - and keep dreaming.
So back to Oz, can't wait. Going to Cairns on Saturday for Tam's birthday but not before I go to the doc's on Thursday and get my hand looked at. Nigh on 6 weeks now, still swollen. Just bored of it now. And my feet are so disgusting as a result cause i can't really give myself pedicures.
Had a mental week with deadlines, one being for the John Digweed interview, another for a style piece I wrote on sunglasses and I left everything til the last minute. Having this injury has left me with no motivation to do anything, not even go out.
Have to go get my ticket and get some veuve champers to drink with my folks at home. $30 a bottle here ($80 back home!!). Can't go wrong.