Strolling through Ashfield and Leichhardt, I KNOW I am not in The Shire anymore. It is quite novel really. I had to hunt down a dictaphone yesterday. For one, noone except me it seems knew what one was, apparently the word is outdated. Now its a digital recording device for voice. Hmm a tad longer but hey. I scored one and navigated myself out of Ashfield, thanks to my handy google maps on my blackberry. Yeah I went corporate.
Emails on your phone makes you insane really. It makes work come to you, at 2am. I learnt to turn off my sound though, so work comes silently and politely. Whether that is polite or I am placing niceness on work emails.
Work has been great. I have set down running and havent stopped. But not in the huff puff , shit I want to stop and walk for a while kind.. but the hey I am fairly fit. But might take it at a good pace so I dont burn out. Hmm the analogy had something to do with my running through the dog park near me this morning. You would think it would be pleasant. It was kinda but it was combined with a bad smell and amusing sausage dogs.
Tigh is coming back over in August for a month, and its already flying closer and closer. Its a great milestone to look forward to, otherwise this year seems to have not much direction. Plans to go to London for christmas are still in the works though.
Moving out, yes it WILL happen, even if my mates say that have heard that a hell of a lot of times. One bedroom apartment though thanks.. I cant handle share houses. I will pay more just to enjoy the fun of doing the washing up in my undies.
These updates are poor I know and rushed, once I get my head on tigher I will get into more of a routine, plenty of amusing and odd stories already.
Bright sunshine on trees with a dark storm cloud behind it. One of the best contrasts in nature.
Oh, the photo… being a dick at a model casting at work. Thanks Brett..

So I am sitting here. And I hear my sister and her bf watching a chick flick in the next room. Its dark outside, as its our first day without day light saving and the laptop fan quietly hums.

About a month ago, I had 12 hours to make a decision. Leave behind film and TV aspirations for now and jump into a world I know nothing about and take a chance. So I took it.

Tomorow I start work in fashion. Running around, feeling like the chick from Devil Wears Prada, the walking irony. And where on earth will it take me? Who knows, but hey, life is about living it like a movie, no matter how bloody cliche that is. I will be pushed, thrown into the deep end and I always swim. Too stubborn to sink, as Neal says.

So the adventure continues before me, as it does for everyone else.