Dandy Lion

Sometimes it’s embarrassing how little effort I put into maintaining my A- average.

Handed in the first essay I ever thought I’d fail, ten days late, written in a day and a half while watching Gilmore Girls in the background, with unreferenced bible quotations that I’d adlibbed, making wild unsubstantiated biased claims about Christianity.

24/30.

Bring on honours?

Also my dad is currently spending 5 days a week in Brisbane, and brings home duty free gin as a gift to buy our love, so my mother has taken to making everyone gin and tonic at the end of every day.

I’m adjusting to the new way quickly.

It’s gonna be so hard to move out.

Home made pizza time. Fuck yeah.

Write all day, black out your words at night.

Record all night, delete everything before you go to sleep.

10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 10 days ‘til Christchurch 

Get me away from here.

Tonight, a calltaker jammed the photocopier, havoc ensued, until someone unjammed it. They were dubbed photocopier hero.

And then I had to call back a drug dealer to confirm whether he’d had $2,300 or $3,200 stolen from his closet because someone fucked up a report.

I do not understand my surroundings.