tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15487136869080064962011-07-29T12:44:27.796+09:30Ouistitihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662903157994916783noreply@blogger.comBlogger401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548713686908006496.post-74338914526013705492011-04-27T20:02:00.000+09:302011-04-27T20:02:52.257+09:30

Not wanting to break with tradition, i have left quite some time between posts on this blog. Let's just say that I have been busy... life, love, family, friends, bikes, music, summer, wine, and food can chew up a reasonable amount of time, you know. I think perhaps I need another blog for the things that don't quite fit into this one [too personal] but are not personal enough for my other blog.

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I haven't written a word for over 6 weeks and in my world, that's a lifetime. It's highly unusual that I haven't been scribing on my other blog, on the usual daily basis. In fact, I have been so creatively inactive, that my typing skills have consequentially suffered. You see, I suffer from the blues...especially in Winter, and what I've recently discovered, is that I am not alone. More and

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It has been a while [though I doubt I've been missed] and it's kinda fitting that my first post in months, is coming to you from Melbourne. I've got itchy feet you see...a wandering eye, a need for change, I'm plagued by a sense of familiarity. Yeah, it's easy to romanticise about a place you visit for a brief amount of time, but this used to be home for me. While Melbourne is growing at a rate

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I realise I've been a bit absent of late... This may be because I'm trying to curb my 'e-communication' habits, [I've ceased my affair with Twitter, limited my Facebook activity and am spending more time reading 'real' books] or perhaps it's because I've been too busy riding my bike, socialising, re-focusing, and generally getting up to [no] good. I do devote quite a bit of time and energy to

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Just two of the many interesting things I found when I Googled Oui Ouistiti... A men's magazine [for the man of the world, no less] and a band [even had a listen to the free album download...sadly, their sound is not as good as their album cover...]

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      *thanks to ffffound!

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I adore silhouette art. These are just a few images I've found that I'm fond of, however I'm still searching for one that will live on me permanently...

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I have not been back to Melbourne town in over 18 months. That's a really long time to not visit a city that changes so rapidly...and rapidly it's a changin' Although I resided here for around three and a half years, I feel almost lost in a place I once called home. I fear Melbourne is getting too big...it is losing it's intimate charm. I have visited my old favourites, stumbled across new ones,

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I'm no coffee junkie [apparently as I drink my coffee white, I can have no real appreciation for it anyway] but I do drink two brews a day, and I do know a good coffee from a bad one. I also get pretty excited about a cafe that gets the three essential elements right. Brother Baba Budan is that cafe for me, and one of my favourite Melbourne haunts. I adore the fit-out, relish the coffee, and

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I am going on an air trip a pavement trip a road trip. Home. There is too much to see and too much to do. I'll think of you often but not have time to miss you. I'll see you soon to swap travel stories. I'll be here  here    here    and here [and one late night, here]

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Some of the best movie posters from 2009 according to The Auteurs...what do you think?

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When I was a child, my father took me to a castle his friend had  recently purchased, that had almost completely been gutted by a wild fire.All that remained of the interior, was a wrought-iron spiral staircase. [I still recall the eerie atmosphere with such clarity]Despite the happy sunshine that streamed in through the non-existent roof, the burnt out iron bed and charred remains of a plastic

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As per usual, I fell in love again today. This time with a chest of drawers from Kent and London. If you buy me one of these for a measly £2700, for a whole year, I'll do your ironing, clean your bathroom and entertain you with my wit whilst I do so [fair trade, no?]

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While I sat in the park tonight, eating hot chips in 34.6 degree weather, I realised something about myself [don't you just love a good revelation?] While I hand picked all the overcooked and odd shaped chips from the bag, I realised that I like the rejects in society. The burnt chip, the worm nibbled apple, the social outcast...they're all the same. I like the underdog, the less-desired, the so

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Being someone who's passionate about words [and language in general] I've been meaning to put up this link for a while. http://savethewords.org/ Go on, adopt a word today [please?] I have adopted several words, two of which are: 'uglyography' [bad handwriting] Marion had uglyography ever since she was young, and eventually became the country's top doctor. and 'woundikins' [mild profanity

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http://www.flickr.com/photos/depressionpress/sets/72157603155545127/ There are far too many fonts and images here for me to even begin putting them up. This is just one of my favourites... http://www.flickr.com/photos/depressionpress/2851967475/in/set-72157603155545127/ and while we're on the topic of fonts, here are two scripts I really like. I found them at i love typography

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Today, for the first time in well over a decade, I stopped wearing my grandmothers wedding band. It was left to me when she passed away at the ripe old age of 102. I've always loved it, not only because of it's sentimentality, but because it's a lovely, simple, comfortable piece of jewellery. I always thought that if I ever lost my better judgement and decided to marry some unsuspecting fool

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More words I like the look of, thanks to ffffound!

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Hmmm, what can I say... [I'd like one of each thanks] These gorgeous bikes are thanks to my new friends http://www.copenhagencyclechic.com  They make me want to start a 'real' bike collection...

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Seeing as how my J is no longer relevant, I am in desperate need of an O, U, I, S, two T's, and another I. A K would be very useful too, [if I'm going to make any use of my existing & and D] You get me? Didn't think so.

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I love these vintage Tour De France cyclists from my favourite people, David Met Nicole. I think they'd look just lovely, riding along my book shelves... I love things with words on them... I'm so ridiculous, sometimes I don't even care what the words say. So long as the typography's good, and the spelling's correct, I'm sold [who am I kidding, if it's decorative, I'll let the spelling slide

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voyeur vo.yeur [noun] one who is stimulated by watching sexual acts or naked bodies [especially in secret]; one who derives enjoyment from seeing misery or sordidness. I am a voyeur. I am very much interested in other peoples pain [and pleasure] When I stumbled across Post Secret http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ some years ago, I was fascinated and excited that so many people were sharing their

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Cleansing The Soul I want to be honest, completely honest, with you, and myself...but I feel unable to be. Life is not an American romantic comedy in which everyone lives happily ever after and people sympathise with the underdog, and hate the main guy cos he's a dick. People will judge me and hurt me, and take sides. I will not be forgiven and I will not be rewarded for being so honest. It is

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Since my brother and his wife gave me some wooden printer blocks for Christmas last year, I've had a fascination with them. I'm not a collector of anything really, but if I was, it would have to be gorgeous, simple, handmade delights such as these.  In fact, anything small and vintage really fills me with delight at the moment, and my favourite place to gush right now is:  http://

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Can I just say that Movember makes my knees weak... Little known fact... When I was 26,  I dated a really great guy who had a 70's porn-star mo [true, he was also a great dancer and loved single malt] but since then, I have always had a soft spot for a hairy upper lip on a guy. So it's no surprise then, having the amazing view I have at work, that I should be in mo heaven at the mo [terrible

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What I've been doing lately... Playing cards [UNO, Gin Rummy] at the pub on Sunday afternoons. Playing 20 questions with my work colleague when we're bored. Picking up tourists. Patting other peoples dogs...even the unfriendly ones. Cutting my fringe with nail scissors. Writing letters and posting them to random addresses...surprise! Feeding the ducks and other birds, in Rymill park.

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Looksie what I rediscovered going through old boxes today! This was given to me by a very special friend, close to ten years ago.   It is one of the best gifts I have ever received [this, and a boxed set of 6 single malt whiskys]   The plan is to source some film for it, then go on a [very expensive] shooting spree soon.  

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For some time now, I have been wanting to expand on my tattoo. I've not been in a huge hurry, because, as with the first one, this one has to be just right. I've been on the lookout for the perfect tree silhouette and think I may have found something that comes close. I'm thinking I'll have my bestie [who's an amazing artist], tweak it and fit it in around what I already have. Can you guess

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I wonder what it is that is going on in the universe at the moment. Things seem a bit back-to-front. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, I'm just curious. I've lost my communication skills. I'm drawn to something different. My powers are fading. Friends are becoming acquaintances. Acquaintances are becoming friends. Smiles are more powerful and frowns are being ignored. Yet still, my life is

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Right, it's time for a shameless plug for one of my other blogs. This is a little project I've had going for a while now, but submission numbers have been dwindling. I'll admit, I've been terribly distracted recently and what creative energy I have, has been poured into my personal blog. If you have a story you'd like to share, feel the need to offload something, or just can't afford therapy

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People often say we look alike, Menue and I. She teaches me many lessons, [some of which I learn reluctantly] We like to be serious. We like to be silly. We like to hang out at my local cafe, drink coffee and talk about life. She's turning out to be a great friend.

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These are pics of my friends cafe/retail space before they officially opened, almost 1 year ago.It's such an inviting, open, lovely space and twelve months on, I'm delighted to say they're doing well.I've not published these before and thought now would be a good time, seeing as how their anniversary is approaching...Photo credits go to the clever and patient J...[who'll probably not be too

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When my partner and I separated a few months back, I expected some friends may take sides...not that sides needed to be taken. It was an amicable split and as far as separations go, surprisingly one of the least traumatic I've been through. When my friends began asking about my [ex] partner... "How's he doing? Is he ok? Would it be ok if I called him?" part of me felt all warm inside that he

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Well, it's nearly that time of year again...treddlie time!I'll be honest, my precious funny little vintage bike, is kept warm and dry in the colder months [as am I!]I house her in the loungeroom to amuse my friends who giggle at her when they come over...but we don't care, do we darling?Ahem...where was I?Oh yes, so it's at this time of year that I begin to get excited at the thought of taking

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Since I was a little girl and I did a weekend workshop in origami, I have always wanted to expand my repertoire.I figure it's the perfect art for me as it combines two of my loves...paper, and making things.I was watching a documentary the other night which reignited my spark to take up origami. Some of the pieces were so intricate, they had over 1000 folds! Incredible.Not only do I think this is

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OK, so it doesn't look like much but I want this to be my new home.After searching for a new place for the last three months, I realised I wasn't going to find a home I liked [that I could afford] in an area I wanted, so I began searching for a housemate instead.As the universe works, just last week after I finally found two prospective housemates, I spot this little darling on realestate.com.It

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Something like this for upstairs at work could be good...

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It's no secret that I haven't been sleeping lately, and anyone who knows me, knows I love to sleep.For some reason, about three weeks ago my mind decided it didn't need the usual seven hours rest it used to require.Now it seems, it's prepared to settle for three.The first week wasn't so bad, I got a lot of housework done and still managed to remain perky at work, despite feeling pretty flat.Week

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There has always been a portion of the population that has vigorously cared for the environment. In the past though, these people were considered ‘hippies’ and ‘dags’ or just weird for being ‘alternative’ Now it seems, caring for the world we live in, has become cool, especially when it comes to 20-somethings. I remember an incident where I arrived at a friends wedding, dressed in a dress I had

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All cities have a breakfast culture, none more than Melbourne one could argue, but Adelaide is coming into its own with more and more cafes focusing on organic, ethical and free-range produce. This basically means that those of us with an environmental conscious don’t have to miss out on delicious food, and we don’t have to be surrounded by incense, Enya playing in the background, and vague

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