one night, two bands and a hell of a good time.
why don't i do this more often? this is constantly happening in melbourne.
no more of this 'going to grotty clubs to dance'.

flew down to brisbane again this week to celebrate something a little special.
here's a peak, but only at what went down.



the welcoming gifts from my adopted gran and pa.

I am happy.

My beautiful roommate doing what he does best on a cold melbourne tuesday afternoon.

and me looking slightly retarded as usual. I got new hair :)