So I haven’t done a serious dump of my small brain in a while now… let the paiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnn begin!
So it’s been quite a testing, challenging and interesting year thus far to say the least. I suppose, moreso to help me remember what to ramble about, a rough overview is required:
- I travelled for the second time in my life overseas, and this time it was my first-ever, paid holiday
- I played in my first ever DJ comp, and got through to the second round. I couldn’t compete any further because I was busy being overseas!
- I fell more and more in love with Robyn
- I experienced the death of a parent, and have come to quickly discover just how much of a trying process it is
- I’ve had more than enough reminders of how one can feel so completely alone at all the wrong times
- I’ve done some amazing work on a project for work, having co-ordinated the deployment of over 4000 network devices
London and Spain were, as to be expected, an amazing experience. Apart from my travelling partner, the whole thing (sans the flights) was something I’m always going to remember and cherish. The main realisation from it was that I do love my photography and want to continue to grow it and hopefully turn it into a profession instead of an endless hobby.
Visiting Kokman was one of the best parts. Can’t say that London did much for me (although I didn’t see a whole lot of it), but it was nice to see how shit operates elsewhere, and completely awesome to see the Kok again. He’s apparently coming home at the end of the year, which is bad for him I guess but good for the rest of us 😉 But man oh man was there a ton of visual delights in that country for the budding photographer! I’m worldly enough to realise that Australia is a baby in the bigger scheme of things, but man, some of the history there is just daunting.
It was awesome catching up once again with Cookie and Queen B — great to see that some things don’t change but just stay the same because they’re good. We had a great time going rekkid shopping (something I just had to do if I was to ever be in London), and after a few failed attempts at visiting shops, we finally found the godlike mecca that is Kinetic Records. Long story short, I had to leave the records there due to packing difficulties, and only just recently did I get them back in my hot little hands, thanks to the amazing and enormous help of Bee (and a fair shipping cost later :()
Spain was mad. Loved it. Like with most stories, there’s just too much to tell I guess, and I won’t bother going into it all here. That kind of thing is best learnt over a few drinks and good company 😉
The DJ comp was great — I played well, I think, and seemingly so did others. Pity I couldn’t go on any further with it though, being overseas and all. Would have been interesting to see what came of it. Ah well, plenty of other irons in fires right now, and hopefully will be playing a techno set next Friday night 🙂
Mum’s passing was something that was both unpleasant and at the same time, expected. We had all wondered how much longer she had to go before the smoking and general all-round neglect took hold of her. Watching someone slowly die in a hospital bed? Survey says, baw-bawwwww, no. Not nice in the slightest, but I guess something we all have to go through, especially to be reminded of how dear, and fickle, life is.
Trust me, nothing… nothing, is fucken stranger than deleting your mother’s phone number from
your phones. Just stop for a second, close your eyes, and imagine doing that… a truly surreal experience.
So after some fucktard attempting to contest the house (ie. going about getting his hooks into the house, instead of contesting the will the right way), the house is up for auction as we speak. It’s a tidy place, in need of some reno-rescue, but the location is great. We’re hoping we’ll get a moderately good bundle out of it (and hence a good inheritance ;)) Click on the link above, spread the word, if you know somebody in the market for something under $200,000 and who wants close schools and public transport, and a three bedroom house.
Fuck funerals are expensive. Fuck sorting out matters upon inheriting an estate is exhausting. Seriously, tell everyone you care about to just not die — it’s a shitload simpler for all involved (except the deceased I guess…)
Anyhow, hopefully is a far better update that what I’ve been giving as of late — I do hope to really start spamming the shit out of my “blog” more. I miss my writing, even if it’s boring bullshit from my life. As they say, I guess it can be therapeutic.