perfection

I wish that I could have made this clip.

The Cranberries - Linger

If you, if you could return, don't let it burn, don't let it fade.

I'm sure I'm not being rude, but it's just your attitude,
It's tearing me apart, It's ruining everything.

I swore, I swore I would be true, and honey, so did you.
So why were you holding her hand? Is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time? Was it just a game to you?

But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?

Oh, I thought the world of you.
I thought nothing could go wrong,
But I was wrong. I was wrong.
If you, if you could get by, trying not to lie,
Things wouldn't be so confused and I wouldn't feel so used,
But you always really knew, I just wanna be with you.

But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?

And I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?

You know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.
Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?

The Ten Hour Drive.

Robbie moves to Sydney November 21.

chop chop

it was autumn

and now it's spring

then it will be summer

then

meet my girls

afternoon delight

Spent sunday twirling our new jasmine plant around a stick on the back wall of the house. Simple pleasures of walking through Rozelle markets with a juice buying plants and long flowy skirts for summer.

ministainer

Joey becomes both the minister and the entertainer for Monica and Chandlers wedding i.e. the Ministainer.

haz poz

A NYC L

the things i miss about alex love; our cheeky dinner time antics and our shared hate of tomato.This is for Mr Love in NYC. New swing chair. you're missing out (not really) . x

coincidence

If there is any bigger coincidence of 2010 I have not come across it yet. The track is playing as I am writing so excuse me if I get a tad excited. Throughout the many hours that I spent on crowded and hot buses on the roads of South India I listened to folk/ukulele-rock band Mumford & Sons. On a massive youtube binge about two weeks ago, in which I rediscovered my love for Destiny's Child track 'Say My Name', I came across the video clip for 'The Cave'. The clip is filmed in Goa, where we spent a lot of our time. The landscape and guys in the clip are the absolute embodiment of the traveling I did in India. Each state in India is vastly different and driving through them you see it all. Special (special). I will always maintain that Mumford & Sons album was my Indian soundtrack, and this film clip just makes me giddy. I've included the lyrics, mostly because the entire album is filled with gold.

It's empty in the valley of your heart. The sun, it rises slowly as you walk. Away from all the fears. And all the faults you've left behind. The harvest left no food for you to eat. You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see. But I have seen the same. I know the shame in your defeat. But I will hold on hope. And I won't let you choke. On the noose around your neck. And I'll find strength in pain. And I will change my ways. I'll know my name as it's called again. Cause I have other things to fill my time. You take what is yours and I'll take mine. Now let me at the truth. Which will refresh my broken mind. So tie me to a post and block my ears. I can see widows and orphans through my tears. I know my call despite my faults. And despite my growing fears. But I will hold on hope. And I won't let you choke. On the noose around your neck. And I'll find strength in pain. And I will change my ways. I'll know my name as it's called again. So come out of your cave walking on your hands. And see the world hanging upside down. You can understand dependence. When you know the maker's hand. So make your siren's call. And sing all you want. I will not hear what you have to say. Cause I need freedom now. And I need to know how. To live my life as it's meant to be. And I will hold on hope. And I won't let you choke. On the noose around your neck. And I'll find strength in pain. And I will change my ways. I'll know my name as it's called again.

If you don't get into it just youtube Destiny's Child 'Say My Name' and think of me.