After more than two years in the tropics, I’m Sydney-bound in just two weeks to push buttons for ABC News 24… Excited but sad to leave many very special Darwinites that have made this crazy place feel like home.😢
Hey internet. So I’m packing up and leaving town in 11 days to start over in the big smoke. Always thought I’d look forward to this moment, and I have been and I am excited for the adventure and what’s to come but it’s also a lot harder than I ever thought it would be and I feel like it’s been long enough between posts to get some shit out here and not feel ~exposed.
Things haven’t really gone to plan. Not sure what the plan actually was, but if you’d told me in January 2012 that in two years I’d still be in Darwin happily ensconced in life with boy and dog, I’d have thought you crackers. But that did happen and it was the best and every day since he changed his mind I’ve wondered if I really ever appreciated how sweet life was. It’s so easy to shit on life in a small place without many people, without much to do, where friends constantly move away… But it can be great, and it was.
Until it wasn’t. I like to think of myself as a confident, independent dude, but this fucking floored me. You think to yourself oh, if x one day happened because of y, it’d be okay because z/it’s for the best/insert cliche. But then shit does happen and either the reasons make no sense or they make perfect sense and however you rationalise whatever, it’s still fucked and you feel like a fool and you feel like you’re betraying yourself for feeling so shit about it.
Sorta takes the shine off ~career progression when you’re forced to (re)build your whole life from scratch. But it is also exciting and an amazing opportunity lots of people would die for etc etc and it will work out and it will be good and in another two years fuck knows how many boys and dogs there will have been. ‘There will be other dogs,’ I keep being told. I hope so.
I do feel like I’ve learnt a lot of interesting things about myself through all this angst, the first serious angst I’ve had to deal with in a long long time. I feel like I’ve been shat out the bad luck asshole of the universe but really I know that things could be much worse and could have been for a long time. And even though they’re spread across the world, I do have the best fucking friends who’ve put up with shit they’re definitely not used to from me without missing a beat.
So some important shit didn’t work out but other (more??) important shit did work out and there are exciting times ahead and four short hours after the blubbering goodbyes will come the excited HAY GURLs and countless amazing peeps to meet. Das ist the plus side and sorry there isn’t more punctuation generally in this post.
"One of my plays is getting produced!"
“What’s it about?”
“So there’s this guy, and he really loves this one girl— she’s the girl of his dreams. But she’s going off to college. So he applies to every nearby college, just so he can be close to her. But the only college that accepts him is a clown college. But here’s the thing— he’s terrified of clowns.”
this is the funniest fucking thing and I’ve been thinking about it all week
In the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups: the police, who investigate crime; and the district attorneys, who prosecute the offenders. These are their stories.
Thought I would share this really great hair day I’m having.
Hay tumblr just thought I’d break the silence to express my excitement. In EIGHT DAYS this babe and James and I will be reunited in London town where she is killing it. We gonna party and chill and gossip and go to Hogwarts and I’m gonna bully her into coming to Berlin and its gonna be awesome.
haaaaaa #auspol (at ABC Darwin)auspol