Just Call Me McGuiver

Tonight was another fantastic chill Victorian day. It was filled with really random adventures. P O'Neill and I talked about this amazing music festival called coachella that he went ot in the dessert. We went for dinner and I had an amazing Thai Red Pineapple Tofu Curry. It was so delicious. I loved every bit of it.

Then I went ot chill with my friend Anna. We blazed and then were headed for food and an adventure into Beaconsfield Park, when we met up with my Guatemala girl Leigh Anne on the street in the Cook Street Villiage. She came with us for our walk, which impeded the pot smoking portion of the evening (no I will not smoke directly in front of my employers....not such a hot idea i've heard) and two hours later we had done an amazing walk along the ocean chatting about so many different things.

Anna and I returned and listened to good music- the Yah Yah Yah's, some Regina Spektor, and some from a soundtrack of the movie Tango Feroz- i think its Argentinian. So I book it to grab the last bus home, smoked a joint on the way home, arriving only to find that the string that goes through the fence has come untied and there is no way to unlock it from this side. Begin operation mcguiver. I start by searching for a stick that was long and skinny- no sticks were to be found and this was past midnight so it was fairly dark. There was a long thicker piece of wood, but it couldn't grip the little latch to lift it. I tried draping my laniard over and guiding it with the stick so that I could latch on and pull it up. No such luck. Then I spotted the lil tykes red and yellow plastic Frank Flinstone style car. Perfect! If only I could see maybe success with the stick was possible. Still I was not high enough to apply enough pressure to lift the latch. Then my light supply aka the neighbours sensor light went out, so i had to go waive in front of it to get it back. Then I spotted the broom...I grabbed it and hopped back on the lil tykes car, and swung it over the fence. The nook in where the broom bristles attach to handle was big enough to be able to lift the latch. Success. The lil tykes car is currently propping the door open, and I made it in fo rhte night. What lovely Victorian Nights I have been having.

I look foreward to seeing those of you at home in a mere four days. Much love. Always always.
Rach,
from a stunning, cool, fresh Victorian Night