womans-day:

A young woman sharing her thoughts on iced coffee with the world (via cell phone).

heyschoolgirl:

Not content with part-time owning a cat and letting strange cats into my own home, tonight I lured this cat into Thom’s home and we hung out with it while eating sauerkraut.

Here is the cat with my housemate and excellent tumblr personality Rachel.

#catblogz

A quality evening was had by all involved.

house-quake:

mrs-bouvier:

Anthony and his emergency kebab.

I miss Melbourne. 

I miss Ren and Jacky. 

(Source: featherstone22, via historyintheworks)

My housemates and I bought a table to do a puppy puzzle on and I am cradling it like a baby in the back of Josh’s car. If we’re in an accident on the ~20 minute drive home I will surely die.

maximisaac:

Fortitude Valley, I want to live in you. (at Fortitude Valley)

I really miss the comforting, familiar grossness and unnecessary fance of the valley. I miss fifth battery, breakfast burgers and the smell of roasting coffee that makes me feel sick. I miss black bear lodge and it’s stream of familiar faces and suffocating heat. I miss Burlington and Superbowl and Kuan Yin. I miss the empty mall in the morning, bad four dollar breakfasts, walking home at three. Leaving a place makes you romanticise it, but I was never one to deny that Brisbane is special. I miss bridges, catching boats and GOMA. 

Is there is nowhere in Melbourne where I can buy a whiskey sour and see lots of people I know and dance badly to sixties music while another bar tries to drown it all out with madonna or similar?

All day every day Josh and I are doing the Lord’s work.