the mowntins have been replaced with a line of raggedtopt dark cloud.

i briefly had a view to the tangihuas

there is still snow on the end of them

my to-be-productive mawning was decimated by my flatmates documentary on steinway pianos

steineway is too american and mainstream for me

i do prefer yuropeon pianos

but now i have a piano craving

i maid screaming turtle chill blend coffee and bacon sandwiches for the both of us

and i lay on the good couch

the wind the wind

there is a pamplet circling outside the lounge windows

and the gulls are hanging in an updraft

he has gone to print off books

and i am going for a run soon along oriental bay

Ah rubbish day in Wellington. So many prostrate wheelie bins littering the pavements.

I have acquired so many free awesome clothes since getting to Wellington. I wear them most of the time. I made a friend over the free bin at a Newtown op shop. She had a brain injury too, but hers was from back in 'naam. woke up on the floor of a vietnamese hospital and wondered what had happened.

Newtown op shops are in themselves a cache of concentrated culture anyway. I find alliteration cheesy, but there is no better way to put that.

this was on the counter there":

also a funky girl i know was moving house and giving away funky clothes and they are amazinger than my own clothes. i am on my way to resolving the emptiness of the HUGE dresser that was in my room when i moved in.....

this is the soundtrack to my life at the moment:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-lruTqt8iA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-jgzVHyZd4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5rNlrUOHrU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tDXjyTBKs8

Last week my washing all blew down to the other end of the line, and I couldn't reach it.

I suppose I should go get today's lot off the line and put it in the dryer.

I have a job interview on Friday...