Imagine light, blinding you at 6am when you're trying to sleep. Imagine me waking up despite all odds and starting to bake cookies, with a glorious mop of bed hair and a fashionable summer-esque Van Heusen night shirt. Then you'll have a pretty good idea of my morning.
Then imagine coffee, in the afternoon sun. Erskineville, dusk and windy with the sun bright enough to give bite but soft enough to tolerate. And a conversation with someone who ultimately reminds you of an ex flatmate with their tone, posture and mannerisms.
Then, if you will, a new band of epic epicness The Wild Frontier with lead drummer Leon. You know, the sexy guy from Lovesong who composed the swanky soundtrack? Yeah, him and his band. It was a pretty sweet gig. Charity venue Curiousworks gave the band a free ride for their launch and what a ride! The Surry Hills based New Yorkish loft apartment overlooking Central Station was completely fabulous. I'm working overtime in developing a new theatrical use for the space.
Last but not least, find a hunky guy amongst the friends of friends in the crowd. He may or may not be flirting with you, so you ask if he digs dudes*. His endearing embarrassment in conformation signals that he's with mates who don't know yet. So, treading lightly you acquire his number to utilise at a later date. (Seriously guys, pretty darn hunky).
I felt like partying on post 2am, but instead fell asleep on the floor of a hostel post 3 cookies in preparation for tomorrow's Sydney morning breakfast.
Fruit of the Moment: Stood up for a nap
Fruit of the Moment: Stood up for a nap
*that is, after you text a common friend for a wiki update on the subject, only to find that no one really knows.
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