DALF C1

this is a photo of the clouds hanging above cremorne as i crossed the yarra on my way home from sitting the DALF C1 today. they look menacing, but not as menacing as the five and a half hours of exam i just sat. the experience can be aptly summarised by the french term 'cunt-fucked'. we'll see. tomorrow i fly to wodonga in another attempt to sponsor our new life overseas. meanwhile, g continues to create...

rose street artists' market

g setting up

the rose street artists' market advertises itself as 'australia's premier arts market'. the implication is that the australian arts scene is dominated by cashed-up bogans. hoping to join their ranks, g set up shop for the first time on sunday!

a bee-lamp

frog lamp

this dragonfly lamp that sold like a hotcake and represented the first money that g ever earned on australian soil! woohoo!

louie's 30th

a pic showing the birthday hag...and my blue contacts!!!

louie's sister (whose name i've temporarily forgotten *blush*) is simply stunning

here's me getting some lip-on-cheek action from another stunner

the only photo of the birthday girl's new fiancé in which he doesn't look like a fat-faced drug addict...

g gorging on some turkish bread on the way home! (with black CLs!)

had to put this one in: the number plate that caz should have had

smells like summer!

the weather's getting warmer and summer is making its belated appearance in marvellous melbourne!

what better occasion than a sunny day to ride along the river into town for a good feed at one of our funky laneway cafés? loving melbs!

headphone lovedream

here's the view from the resident's room at the women's. overnight when i had time to spare (usually a couple of hours between 3am and 5am), i would listen to my mp3 player whilst lying on the couch below this window, looking out at the lights of melbourne glowing in the night.

my old earphones broke, and the only spare ones i had were those i had taken from my last qantas flight on the way home from broken hill. a cheap set that were designed to fail. they did what they were made to do, so i cut them up and sticky-taped them to the wall in the residents' room with thought bubbles saying "i think i'm falling in love with you" and "oh baby don't say that". yes, readers, this is where your hard-earned taxpayers money is going: headphone lovedream.