Started a new job last week, which is equal parts righteous and radical. Having money to spend on frivoulous things like rent, food and bills is all kinds of spectacular. I'm going to bake cupcakes to celebrate.
Decided I want to go to Tokyo late-ish next year, so am busy planning. Flights, accomodation, spending money, etc brings the grand total to about $4k AUD. My Ma said she'd chip in about a grand, which will cover my flights, but I still need to save up the rest, and I sort of insist on staying two nights at the Hyatt, which is where they filmed "Lost in Translation", a film I adore. I'm hoping to bump into Bill Murray, but any disenchanted older boy type will do.
I went to the supermarket to buy soda + shampoo today, and got to use the self-serve checkouts. Oh, it's heaven. I get to purchase what I want without having to have some 16yr old kid who hates their life take forever to process my items... Or worse, make pointless small talk with an aging woman who is obviously starved for company while she mixes my cold/freezer stuff with my bathroom items. Truly it's an age of radical where I can leave the house, buy some stuff, come home, and have not had to talk to anyone. Bliss.
Elvis Costello is touring in October, and this makes me wet. Totally, totally going. Must see this man live.
I think I'm going to go watch more episodes of "Family Ties". And think about fucking.
Decided I want to go to Tokyo late-ish next year, so am busy planning. Flights, accomodation, spending money, etc brings the grand total to about $4k AUD. My Ma said she'd chip in about a grand, which will cover my flights, but I still need to save up the rest, and I sort of insist on staying two nights at the Hyatt, which is where they filmed "Lost in Translation", a film I adore. I'm hoping to bump into Bill Murray, but any disenchanted older boy type will do.
I went to the supermarket to buy soda + shampoo today, and got to use the self-serve checkouts. Oh, it's heaven. I get to purchase what I want without having to have some 16yr old kid who hates their life take forever to process my items... Or worse, make pointless small talk with an aging woman who is obviously starved for company while she mixes my cold/freezer stuff with my bathroom items. Truly it's an age of radical where I can leave the house, buy some stuff, come home, and have not had to talk to anyone. Bliss.
Elvis Costello is touring in October, and this makes me wet. Totally, totally going. Must see this man live.
I think I'm going to go watch more episodes of "Family Ties". And think about fucking.