nutty claire bear

I just made an absolute banger apple and strawberry loaf. House smells awesome. Domestic goddess!

wacko dream

I was with two of my girlfriends in a really posh house, and we were sitting on squishy blue couches close to some glass doors leading outside I think, and the John Butler Trio was playing behind them, and everyone was ignoring them, but still making it impossible for us obsessed fans to get closer. Then all of a sudden it was over and everyone had pissed off except John Butler and I, except it wasn’t actually him, it was the lead singer of another band I’m particularly obsessed with starting with The and ending with Basics. He sat next to me and gave me a bottle of really expensive champagne that someone had given him, but didn’t have any glasses, so I went to get some and when I came back he started talking about how he grew up in Monbulk, (?!) and then his hippy-go-free-free theories on life, and I taught him how to drink champagne properly and managed to come up with many witty comments about god knows what, and we TOTALLY BONDED. And then we behaved like bunnies. It was awesome. Except for the part at the end where he said, ‘I think I forgot to put the washing on the line.’

woes and self expression

I am VERY frustrated. By really stupid things that I have no control over right this minute. Like waiting to find out about a job/ flights/ living /general life for next year. I’m so sick of this out of control feeling, all I want to do is go to fucking sleep without worrying about shit! I hate it when I worry, I just wanna eat my feelings or pull out my brain temporarily so I can have some peace, FUCK OFF STUFF. I like being happy very much and you’re kinda making that hard right now Miss Uncertainty-in-my-head!

I can’t wait till Thurs, I’m totally getting inked. Big (ish) time. It’s going to be very painful and scary and expensive, but I’m PUMPED. There’s something I have control over…

Also, NEW ZU SUEDE BLACK HIGHHHHHHHH HEELED SEXXXXY BOOTIE SHOES, $15. Thankyou op-shop, THAT made me happy! They’ll be worn with fuck-me fishnet stockings and grey silky shimmy dress. And little red ballet flats too, screaming out for black skinnies and a rockin’ t-shirt. (I refuse to refer to it as a ‘tee’. Ridiculous.)

Hello!

I’m back!!!

sometimes..

raan:

sometimes.. i feel like i should blog something.. just cos i haven’t in a while.. or cos i feel like i should have something to blog..

is that weird?

Wow

I can’t beleive the lengths that this chick will go to to try and hurt me. You can’t touch me girl! I don’t care!

Ha ha! I’M driving now. Take that.