Gypsy Dream

Every night this week I have been having ridiculously vivid dreams.
I've been waking up not initially being able to differentiate my dreams from reality. It's such a strange feeling.

This morning when my alarm went off (at 5.45am!) I was deep asleep.
I was just in the middle of one of my insanely vivid dreams.

I was dreaming that I had a pet named Gypsy.
Gypsy was bird-like in that she flew around and had bird legs & feet.
But she was rabbit-like in that she had the upper body of a bunny!
I found her on the loose, but she was eaily tamed and was a very loyal bunny-bird. I didn't need to keep her on a lead, or in cage. She just flew around cuddling into me every now and again, and pecking at the corn kernels, and bits of seeds & nuts I was feeding her.

When I got to work this morning all my systems were down and I had to sit here waiting for them to come back up (1.5 hours). So I starting doodling and I drew a picture of Gypsy, because she was still really vivid in my head.

Thought I'd share:

Whata famous guy

I made the front cover of the newspaper this morning... and I didn't even know it until I woke up at 3pm!!

Reason for my late rising was nothing to do with SlutWalk.. instead more to do with Nicole's b'day party last night. Off. The. Richter. Seriously out of control. Hey Nicole Jones.. you throw a mean shindig!
Complete with DJ set and smoke machine. So blue light disco.

Walk like an Egyptian

Went to the Opera last night to see Love Never Dies (The Phantom of the Opera) Then to Tuktenkhamun at the Museum today. Feeling so cultured! And so inspired for this seasons fashion... I'm thinking half mask with oversized headdress? Hot.

cupcake face!

OMG I have cupcake face mask (from lush) on right now
and it smells like chocolate cupcake batter....

I just licked some off, and it was surprisingly not as delicious as it smells :( waaaaah!!!

In other news... I just patted THE SAME CAT twice in one day. Out. Of. Control. Amiright?

To market we go

What better way to spend your 3am then waking up and dragging your warm sleepy body out of bed, and into the unforgivingly cold morning?

Why would you put yourself through such torture you may ask, and you'd be right to!

This morning after about 4hrs sleep I went with Joss to the Camberwell markets and we held a wee stall. Such a long, delirious day, but totes the funnest.

I'm so tired!!!!!!!

But on the plus side, I'm $120 richer and got rid of heaps of junk.

What's the point in being magical?

Nobody believes me anyway.....

Je M'appelle Earl