City of Angels..

Last Friday I received a text from my boss asking me to get quotes for Sydney to LA return. A few texts later, found out me and some work mates were off to LA for a photo shoot 6 days later. Now its the night before we fly off to this City of Angels, Kiah said there were angel sightings there 300 years ago, thats why its called that.

Tired, hasnt sunk in and just been non stop. But bring it on! We get to explore LA for the first few days and then the final day is the actual shoot. So much creativity buzzing, it feels great! Havent been to LA since 1989. I dont really remember it, but I do remember Disneyland and posing with Dale from Chip N Dale Rescue Rangers, the idiot in the costume leaned on my head too much and it hurt. Its odd, the memories you keep from a theme park 21 years ago. Including the random coca cola tracksuit i used to always wear… made an appearance at Disneyland. See below. Ignore streamer.
Since the other owner of the company is away as well, I have been helping with the fittings. Kind of odd but at same time not that fussed, standing in the work gym, in a jockstrap, talking about whether the pouch of my crotch is comfortable and what was bunching up etc, for the production person Claudia. Things you do for your job.
Had a housewarm
ing on the weekend. Loved it. Special people in my home to chat and share my new space with, along with my fantastic flatmates. Though dancing on wet wooden floor in ugg boots isnt really the best hey.. wake up the next morning with bruises from slip ups.. And also laughter from others, which is always kinda fun. Making others laugh is fun. Better than making them cry I say.
Eyelids are heavy, heart is like a heart monitor and mind is ready to rest. Goodnight and soar off tomorrow.

A knitting cafe

So sitting in a cafe that specializes in knitting and caters for this. Waitin for my friend Lucy as she is lost and it’s quite amusing. The cafe owner looks pissed since I have sat here and ordered one tea and nothing else. I’m a tight ass I guess!

Meeting with Lucy as she is one person who will really get what I experienced this week.

My birthday was great, lots of simple fun and had a few good friends to have drinks with. Headed down the coast the next day and saw mum in her new place. She has nicely made me a cake which was a feeling of a distant memory from old times, though she had cut a big chunk out already cause she was hungry the night before. I could read into that but I won’t! She has this cute puppy called Ben and it does make me happy he will keep her company.

Saw my nan and pop too, and for once they didn’t argue, which I sort of missed.. It’s like watching a TV show.

Oh the waiter has now allowed himself to explain why he is grumpy, the cafe is closed now and I came in last minute. Silly.. So we went to another cafe down the road, looks like a plant nursey and Lucy had a spikey plant stabbing her in her neck. The whole experience of nature in one cafe, though didn’t see any buffalo.

So I read the email to her I received from Heather. It renounced all past support of accepting homosexuality and denouncing it now. She has sat by my side in the past and seen how shattered I have been with emails like this, so it’s a betrayal to send an email like that. I rspect her decision but to send it in words like that is simply unloving and don’t understand what God she is living under. Cause if he instructs those kinds of actions then do we want to know him? It is hypcritical of the love and unconditional love advertised.

Saw a dog stumble and do a backflip out the boot of a car yesterday, not injured, just one of those moments, even animals screw up, amusing.

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That time of year..

So I woke to red lights. I had forgotten to turn off my red funky string of lights that makes my room feel like some sort of redlight district inside. You know, good and reputable. 5am on the clock. And it was now officially my birthday once again. If it was 10 years earlier, I would be waiting for the creaking of the floorboards up the stairs as my family tried to be quiet and sneak up to my bedroom door with bacon and eggs with candles stuck into the egg, singing an off key “happy birthday”. Clatter of cutlery as they somehow think they will surprise me. Even though I am a kid and expect this, since it occurs to all of us kids in the family for our birthday and birthdays are like christmas, up at 5am.
This time I am an adult, yep, adult. And the silence of the room is there. Plumber is getting here in five minutes so I throw clothes on (cant have a shower cause our shower is still broken… hence the plumber) and stand in the lounge room and stare through the blinds.. its getting cold outside.
Last night Chem and I went to dinner to Korean BBQ and was very amusing, especially when the waiter presented us with two cokes, but his accent made it sound like something else. Guess. And naturally we were immature about it.
Then went up to the Bank Hotel for drinks. I saw a guy sitting there alone, looking at his phone constantly. Instantly I knew… yep, internet date. I mentioned it to Chem and he agreed though didnt think it was. 5 mins later a guy walked in and we both went, yep here is the date. He walked over and we watched the awkwardness begin. People watching is fascinating, though with Chem it is slightly obvious, but thats amusing in itself.
We headed back a bit tipsy, stoked we now could simply walk home from the bar and to the same house. It will be one of those chapters in my life where I will look back on fondly.

Head down the coast tomorrow, to visit Mum for Mother’s day and see her new puppy, a golden retriever called Ben. Shall be an interesting day no doubt! And then to go to my cousin’s 21st, which will be also interesting as its a small coastal town pub and the characters there make up for many in Sydney.

Happy Birthday… Me. 26.