Six awesome ways to kill time when you have a delayed flight

Well. For anyone who'd like to know - I'm sitting at the Sunshine Coast airport and my plane has been delayed. It was only a short delay - an hour and a half - so nothing TOO major (yes, I'm looking at you, Tiger Airways) but nonetheless I needed to kill some time. There are some pretty mundane ways to kill time, like reading a magazine or getting some work done, and yes, I did some work, so that was me covered. That said, I did also think of some better ways to kill time while I was sitting here, so I thought I'd share some of them with you.

Fall at your feet

Couch. Check. Internet. Check. Terrible, terrible bed hair. Check. Ok unemployment, let's do this! Glamorous as the temporary unemployment that comes with being a freelancer may be, I hate the shittiness and the feeling of uselessness that comes with it. Fuck the feeling of guilt that pervades every lazy activity, every idle film watched, every … Continue reading Fall at your feet

Making Your Bed Hangover-Friendly: A Quick How-To

Hey there, party animal. Throbbing head? Eyes feel like they're filled with sand? Constant roiling in the pit of your stomach? Mouth has distinct taste of dirt/ciggies/sangria/bad decisions? Congrats - you have a hangover! Bonus points if there's an unidentified person in your bed/best friend snoring next to you/you don't know where you are. The … Continue reading Making Your Bed Hangover-Friendly: A Quick How-To

Sunday Schmonday

I just realised something. I don't have many people reading this blog and the reason is: no one gives a shit about what is going on in my life. Apart from the few people who actually know me who read this blog, the vast majority of faceless internet users are aimlessly trolling around on the … Continue reading Sunday Schmonday

I’m packing up my room today

To inspire me, I have a playlist. First on that list is this power ballad: [youtube:http://youtu.be/iyROM4rz_eg%5D Delightful! 80s hair, 80s power riffs, 80s harmonies. Makes me want to crumple all of my clothing into balls and fling them haphazardly into my backpack. As a special treat for all my Australian compatriots I am bringing home a German biscuit that … Continue reading I’m packing up my room today