The runway is coming up fast

So I left my job, have had a week off and another to go. I went to Adelaide and visited friends there, had a blast, and I even almost missed my plane back to Sydney and it became a Home Alone moment, where I ran for the gate and got on just as they were doing the safety instructions.

Tigh arrived and I had an awesome time. I think about a lot of loss and confusion and uncertainty, to hang out with another human being who has so much warmth, inspiration and fun, I really saw life in a great way.

I find it so hard to summarise so many weeks into one blog. Especially when I lose motivation. Life is good. I begin running very soon, into the new industry of fashion. Somehow I got there without ever planning to. Yet it feels right and good. The runway is getting closer and I gotta be prepared to land. Runway, huh like the fashion sort, no the plane sort.

Neal and I hang out sometimes. It can be hard but it can also be good. The warmth and beautiful person he is remains and its now him and I learning to work out how we can be friends and use our connection for a different purpose. Are we just naive? Who knows?

I am booking in a creative writing course soon, it shall be super! wow It better be cause my lack of words right now is quite shit.

Tis the Season

Mardi Gra season that is. I am not going to march this year, but just watch and hope I dont get TOO pissed off with the crowds. I expect that my space is the most important to me, so assume everyone else thinks so too. Nah. Chem, Karina, Tigh and I are gonna go watch parade then somehow find a place to drink and dance. No After Party for me either, am I just way too much of an old man?

Tigh lands here in the morning. Kind of surreal really, to finally meet an online friend. We go on the tourist thing next week and see cool stuff most tourists dont see, which I pride myself in. Will give an update when it happens.

I have one more week in my job. They are trying to find a replacement. None yet, but have had 280 applications! Impressive! I wonder if they had that many when I got this job… Or they had two to choose from and because I have a double L in my name I scored the job. Probably.

I lost my phone on Wednesday. Gutted was I, not very interesting story really, but it means I now have scored a Blackberry. Tad concerned, tad excited about it. Concerned cause it is nicknamed the Crackberry, and excited cause I need a new addiction.

I was in the newspaper yesterday, about the photo exhibition my friend Iain has going at the moment, with the portrait of Neal, Heather, Chem, Karina, Louise and I. Article is about me and being gay in the shire. Surreal to see myself in it. It is such an honour to be in the exhibition and help others see that its ok to be gay, and also beginning to reconcile so much hurt in the church, because of the all rejection and misunderstanding. I see it as a massive opportunity to just be myself and say, hey its all good, its ok.

Wow this post is all about I, I and I. Oh wait its a blog, its meant to be. Supposedly the new generation is being forced into narcisism. Doesnt surprise me.

Hey a puppy! My boss looks after puppies from a shelter until they find a home. Sweet deal really when the cute puppy runs around near me all day.