I was initiated into Northcote last night by having a parma and being peer pressured into skulling a JD and Coke. Thanks guys. ha.
I felt very welcomed and am so excited to be living here and making the peacock my new local. I think Fitzroy North was just too damn pretentious. Now, I don’t actually have the internet and I can’t do proper updates but Ill be getting it soon so keep your eyes open for most posts coming up.

Time to organize my room and drink tea.

Hera, alone, is so talented but teamed up with Akut …well…simply amazing

Two of my favourite places to go.

I packed up all my books and took them to the new house,
I feel a little bit less like me with no books around.

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

Sylvia Plath, Mad Girl’s love song

Sylvia Plath, my no 2 favourite poet.

and so the packing begins.