terrible tuesdays

I wish there was a support group with a buddy I could call each time I get the idiotic urge to go to Revolver. They will be prepared for it, whether it be 11pm or 11am, and they will remind me that not only is it filled up with the most undesirable people on earth, I inevitably smell from the night before, I don't need to waste the money, the music is shocking, and running into people there is never okay. And, above all, if they could remind me exactly how soul destroying the following day is.

Upside: big weekend weight loss- stems yeww!

On a sunny day we picniced in the park and were joined by a girl who ate all our chocolate spiders and salt and vinegar chips.

Friday night I met an Albanian bartender with a lovely smile. He asked for my phone number. He has now called around 20 times. F.R.E.A.K.

In other news! Last week I finally saw the Dali exhibition which was amazing. I was so lucky my friend was too sick to come in the end, because I got picked out by a security guard to skip the line and enter for free! For those who missed it they must watch the collab between Dali and Disney- magnificent

 My last bit of news is that I completed a folio course in prep for my application to interior design. It turned out to be the prep class for the tafe course but it was still so great to get back into the creative frame of mind.. crappy quality photos