renovations

what with being in sydney for a week and running the reunion gauntlet and resisting attempts at reintegration, astute readers may make the perfectly reasonable assumption that this blog has done its duty and I’m laying it to rest. INCORRECT! consider this a fallow interlude as I cultivate the seeds of my next exciting adventure (j-j-j-JAKARTA hello)

in the meantime expect periodic outbursts concerning one or more of the following:

- unemployment
- third culture syndrome
- (also race relations)
- various projects in varying states of completion
- really complicated thoughts re: people re: what to do about them re: what are the rules for this game re: eat pride and JUST SAY SOMETHING
- shittyrail
- Antics
- accent shifts
- memory-making processes
- my haphazard quest to find THE BEST bar or cafe in sydney (criteria for this title are open to negotiation)

whatever, hello, I miss my life in vancouver but I’ve got to let it go. hey sydney kids, hep cats, please remind me just what it is about this city that makes it worthwhile.