I am soo bad at updating regularly, so this time, in order to catch up, I will re-cap.
* Discovered capsule paradise across the way from Puri land in Capitol Square
* Took top secret Vanessa Berry tribute puri with Fiona for Vanessa’s birthday!
* Knitted vegetable hats for my blythe dolls(the hats are also for sale).
* My first home(My mother’s uterus) was demolished, and Mum is recovering.
* Attended Vanessa’s birthday party and consumed cocktails, thusly getting drunk in pseudo public for the first time ever, at 24 years of age. Tops! There’s a whole bunch of photos
* Went to Kerryn and Jeremy’s nintendo video games party the next day, rather hungover, complete with dark glasses, takeaway coffee cup and fake cigarettes.
* And today, went on an Easter girl date with Fiona to Max Brenner. We also looked at and brought clothes. Because that is what young ladies do, sometimes. Look at the picture! We are two frogs in love! I look the froggiest, though, I think.

I quietly launched my “Little Golden Book of Angst”, the story of post breakup angst, today at the something or other poultry thinger Zine Fair. I shared a table with the lovely Vanessa Berry, Daniel(who declined to sell) and Tasmanian but Sydney based artist Leigh. I didn’t get rid of very many zines, but I got a few gems, was visited by Fiona Berry(I squealed upon her arrival, quite audibly), was reunited with war buddy, Louise, and the bands were really quite nice and inoffensive, I only poked two people in the guts and managed to be quite nice. I really appreciate the couches. The day concluded with purikura, as all good days should. There are more pictures underneath the linker below..
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sanrio puri again

Originally uploaded by spycore.

Just in case you were unclear.

I adore the sanrio machine, even though it’s super lightening skills make me look like I’ve got red hair.

Ahoy: extending the nautical theme to all aspects of life.
It’s good to match: VB was spoken to by DRUNKS on the way to puri, and the DRUNK complimented her on her outfit and showed her his undies(!!) and how they matched his shirt. EWW!! VB recreated this scene!
We love us: We were drinking passionfruit icey drink from a bubble tea place(to properly get into our role as wannabe asian teenagers), and we went a bit silly, and were talking about how much better puri is than going out drinking and we were talking about how we get the photos as souveniers and VB said “To show how good we are” and we were laughing quite loudly and it just degenerated into “WE LOVE US”, so we notes it.
Rock: I just wanted to show off my screamfeeder tshirt, really. But then I drew stamps over it. Doh.

For more puri, please check out my puri folder on flickr. http://flickr.com/photos/spycore/sets/1511401/

town 1

Originally uploaded by spycore.

As named by Xi and immortalised by myself and Vanessa in purikura. The most festive I have been this season, was inviting Key Members of my girl gang over to make and decorate miniature gingerbread houses. I brought up all of the biscuits and lollies in Engadine(or so it seemed), whipped up a batch of royal icing, cleared the kitchen table and got to work. With thanks from Blair and Allegra, for their parcels of americandy(TM), the three of us declared that it was the most festive that any of us had been since puberty.
Some of the best include: The Russian factory(armaments), The A Frame, Log Cabin, Renovators Dream, boat and the school canteen.
Don’t you want to live in lollitown?
Miniature gingerbread houses day inspired the sugar coma purikura.

drunks puri

Originally uploaded by spycore.

Oh dear god, Purikura is the best thing ever. Seriously. I imagine it is like taking drugs. It is also addictive. Being Australia, there should be signs on the puri machine that say “Taking puri is habit forming”. I became obsessed after reading Shannon’s livejournal(her name is Shanzig, for the interested). She is the queen of purikura and one day I want to puri like her.
Vanessa Berry and I bravely made the trek to the fabled puriworld sydney, above Capitol Square, and were convinced we had died and gone to puri heaven. We had to ask a man to help us for our first go, and he was like our personal puri coach, and helped us work the computer and even changed the curtains and suggested poses! We are such invalids that we needed a small bite to eat and a sit down in between rounds.
You can see the rest of my puris(including some with Ms Polly, aka Jamie) on flickr.
I have taken 5 sets in the past week, and am forcing myself to have a week off! Ha!
This particular puri references a drunken car drive home, wherein Tim(sober and driving) brought himself a golden rough, and gave it to Vanessa(DRUNK!) to hold, who promptly lost it and we teased her that she had eaten it without noticing, given her track record of consuming sugary products without being aware. She then told me to shut up(twice!), which was the most obscene thing VB has ever said and then apologised many time for “being rude to Helen”. It was the sweetest and funniest conversation ever, and is so going into the movie of my life. Or hers. Or Tim’s.
Oh god. All my friends have URLs. Even the ones I’ve known from pre-internet days.