Showing posts with label cabin fever. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cabin fever. Show all posts

Monday, February 28, 2011

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Its all a blur

I'm fooling myself and leading you astray when I say this is a week in pictures because it's NOT. It's just when I've kind of stored enough crap on my phone that warrants unleashing. Speaking of my phone...I dropped it in the toilet. It died for 24 hours, then it worked again for 2 days then it died good and proper on the weekend. So I am phoneless. I am also manless. And moneyless. And to top it all off, because of this heat wave we are experiencing I am constantly oily and sweaty and it is causing Zitney Spears to world tour on my forehead. WIN!  Get in line boys!  I'll tell you what is a plus though, THIS outfit...


Yup I know, I amaze even myself. Yes that is Donald and Daisy Duck on my jumpsuit. It also says 'disco' all over it in Mexican and it has a little holder for pens on the top pocket. Obviously.  The self photo in the mirror is a little slant face-o-rama but don't act like you don't do it. Thank you and good evening.  I wore this to the Laneway festival and THIS to Big Day Out...

Monday, December 6, 2010

*THIS IS NOT A SPONSORED POST!!* I actually really like this coffee shop


So I've taken up a new position in the offices of PIGEONHOLE and it's actually pretty alright. I think I'm going OK, my foul mouth and constant requests for 'Cider Friday' haven't even been met with THAT much of a negative response.  Hey man, it's not like I'm asking for 'No Pants Friday' - it's still not hot enough for that.  One of the greatest things about working for P Hole (tee hee) is our awesome coffee shop downstairs called CABIN FEVER - it's pretty increddy.  It also doubles as an art gallery, with some of Sean Morris and Creepy's  stuff currently on view. They also do these things called 'Cakey Pops' ... it's a lollypop made out of fucking cake. THEY ARE RUINING MY LIFE.

Let them ruin yours as well and come and have a cup of java.  It's in the Bon Marche Arcade on Barrack Street near the MacDonalds. That bloody MacDonalds is also involved in the quest to bring my life to it's delicate knee's.

See you in the cabin! xx