Leolit’s pic.

Yesterday’s show was soooo good! The moves had been laying dormant for a while and then I get to let the grove out to amazing tunes, very satisfying. I talked some friends into after party at mine. But I was so exhausted that after I had poured some wine and sat down in the couch I was ready to log off *best hostess*

Tonight holds a party in her womb as well, the celebration of Stuart’s birthday to be more specific. At the moment Id much rather buy endless amount of cheese, watch something really crappy like My Best Friends Wedding and put my finger in my bellybutton than slipping into my shiny dress and consume alcohol. It is so much harder to party hard when you’ve been to school all week, haha! Staying up past the break of dawn is just standard, maybe I should switch back and start drinking Vodka Redbulls like in the good old days. Or maybe something more fancy like coffee cocktails..

Anyway! Time for pizza and Skins! *living the good life*

So syked about tomorrows event! Amazing line up. Ill be puttin on clothes to sweat in and partner up with the queen of boogie, Eursula. SImply cannot fail.

Check it out n come on down!

Yesterday was Stueys b-day. As a result of this he is pretty tired today. Sleepin in my lappie. This photo is taken with my new lappie.

On the Sunday; me, Adam and Taryn drove down to her mom’s house in Leongatha, about an hour and a half out of Melbourne. It was amazing. Got to me some nice locals, heaps of animals and eat a nice dinner.

I got to ride horsie!

Born to ride dirty.

Copying the Swedish queen’s fabulous wave.

Taryn used to be a real horse-girl.

Looking good.

Tosh.

Yoda.

Adam.

Tazzie.

Bailey. But I called him Cookie, cus he looks like Cookies n Cream ice-cream!

Tosh is a praying dog.

Kiersten’s petS! Amazing of someone to pet and feed cows instead of eating em!

Cowsie n Brendan.

Stuart in his younger years. Too hawt.

Today:

* I skipped morning coffee and almost fell asleep/died at a 8:30am-tutorial. Partly my fault. Partly not. 8:30. Monday morning. Tutorial. On calibrating LCD screens and colour profiles. No coffee.

* Stuart cleaned AND is at the moment cooking dinner for me (ps, shotgun being man alt lesbian alt with stu doing this every day, in next life)

* Not only is there one, but TWO avocados in the fridge!! (Again, Stuarts doing!)

* I can smell facon*

* In a matter of minutes I shall through the VLC player enjoy the last Twin Peaks episode. Its one of my favourite series-endings! (Fyi: Six Feet Under’s final episode is the bread-winner)

* Facon = fake bacon.

I mean besides Lil Wayne id so go behind your back with this one, Stu.

Check out the latest, nose-flute extravaganza!

Aw Honey Honey from asswithoutaface on Vimeo.

Ps.. dont finish the video cus im retarded and dunno what im doing at the end. I am also lazy so I couldnt be fucked editing it out.Enjoi!

You dont understand.. I NEED to have a Lil Wayne ts-hirt. But a good one is SO hard to find. Who are these people that has made all the un-legally bad graphic designs for the gazillion Weezy-tees circulating out there? And who buys them?!!!

Thinkin bout this one tho, pretty aright.. aw, that smile *my heart is melting*

Wouldnt mind this one, but its not for sale :( Lucky owner.

Me and Stuart went down to Williamstown for a Valentines picknick.

Played some nose flute tunes!

Feed each other strawberries.. as u should.

And MADE OUT WITH EACH OTHER

Sitting like a lady is high on my priority list of course.

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Williamstown beach is purty.

HAHA, oh my lol. Today while waiting to enter the classroom a fellow student of mine came up and told me she’d seen my in a magazine. She later pulled it out of her bag and me had a laugh, im starring in the latest Beat magazine! I mean that alone is funny! But the funniest shit is that my cheeky photo is actually cut out from a large group photo and put on top. The comic relief in front of a stone cold funk dj and hot chicks (aka Eliza and Sarah).

My absence can be explained by our insanely bad internet connection, its on now so im making the best of it! Meaning; much belated blog-update!

So school started Monday! Intense schedule, intense content. The combination of being poor as muthafucka, extremely sleep-deprived and the overwhelming amount of information to take in is leaving me to be the definition of nervous wreck. I pending between the extremes. Very happy and proud with the fact that I got into this course out of the over 600 people applying. Excited about the many assignments (even though its gonna be one hell of challenge).

But also drop-dead anxious about all the un-arguably expensive equipment and gear I am meant to buy even tho Im already skippin meals and not drinking my ordinarily much needed coffee’s.

I start 8:30 every morning and sometimes classes go til 8:30 at night! Boy, is this course gonna do wonders to my discipline. Which I choose to look at positively. For the past year and more I have been travelling and workin bar shift to just cover my expenses and it has been quite an extraordinary and amazing time. But after a while having no purpose, no goals or no real challenges makes you feel rather inadequate. Human psychology is a ratty fucker isn’t it? Having too good of a time leads to bad mental health.

Our spontaneous road-trip to Somers.. Anna’s got a sick vacation house!

Walking down to the beach, yeah boi.

Smoking in the water feels extra naughty.. wish I had a beer..

Me and Anna, women as we are, made awesome dinner.

A sallad covered in beetroot dip, marinated and oven-baked potatos with halloumi. Look how cute our cave man are……………..

Records.

The stars.

Walking down was pretty fun. But the other way…

Wild blackberries!

Rockpool-adventures and berry-picking.

Mini crab!

Different woooorld, maaan.

Jay moved in with Timmie.. called for a party ofcourse.

Matt came!

Dee, Eurs n me had our huge drinks. Great success.

Matt’s perspective.

Best!

Examples of drunken behaviour a ) group photos with myself in them

b) kissing

c) singing

d) talking too much shit

Ps, what are couples meant to do on Valentines? I mean.. we eat dinner together all the time. Anyone holding a romantic yet not lame idea?

I wake up in the middle of night from scratching myself SO hard and intensely, I notice that Stuart is going pretty berserk aswell. For the rest of the night I lock my arms on my chest and hide under the covers. In the morning my hand and elbow looks like this!

I am sensitive or allergic to insect bites so swelling and intense itch is not uncommon but that aint no mossie-bite… Its been two days n its still this prty.