have not written in a while eh? I have been so busy, running around like a cartoon character with dust billowing behind it and the background keeps on repeating itself... and yes you get the idea. Sitting in my favorite beanbag right now with a fuzzy bathrobe as a blanket and sitting as close to the heater as humanly possible without burning myself. Bean, my darling little morsel of cat seems to be enjoying himself as he kneads his furry paws into my leg, which hurts alot but must be tolerated for his happiness. That's cats for you right.
Anywho. Last night I saw something horrid - absolutly unspeakable. Terminator 4. I can't even begin to explain. However that's what you get when its two girls against six guys picking the movie. But that being said, the night overall was lovely. Brisbane city is beautiful around dusk and there was alot of laughing, smiling and miso soup all around. I wish I could document these moments more for when I'm having a boring day in my trackies. There's nothing like it, feeling part of a group; we all take it for granted so often.
So just lying here watching interviews with the wonderfully gorgeous James McAvoy and a favorite Japanese comedy show, DOWNTOWN. In between YouTube and nuzzling Bean, I was flicking through some Cosplay portaits on DeviantArt.
When I went outside with my cat just a few minutes ago, I had the sudden wish to camping, on Rainbow Beach maybe, or Jarvis Bay in New South Wales, sitting around a camp fire with hot chocolate and smores. The moon was so bright and beautiful. Sometimes I wonder if I actually love the night just as much as the morning after all. How can you choose either the sun coming slowly through the fog and crisp, freezing cold air or sitting on the grass, everything glowing brightly under the moon, feeling small under the stars and, again, shivering slightly in the cold air. It's impossible.
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