2014

With Christmas only four days away, and the brand new year of 2015 less than ten, this time of the year is a great time to just quit everything we’re doing and fall back on the ‘meh, what’s the point? I’ll be eating whatevs, drinking whatevs, and doing whatevs for the next couple of weeks […]

As I write this blog post on a Sunday afternoon, still a little hung-over from a Christmas pub crawl yesterday, I realise on my little calendar/time bar on the right hand side of my screen (yes, I still haven’t conformed and bought a Mac just yet) that the date reads 14/12/2014. Wow, what’s up with

With my vision blurring as I hobbled my way back to my car, cursing along the way, I knew I’d really done it this time. Impatient, over it, negligent, and it’s happened. The snapping sound so vivid still in my memory confirmed to my denying brain that I knew I’d done something bad too. Surely

After returning home to Australia I’ve had to restart and attempt to get back on track with everything. So yep, that means throwing away the daily local beer (and piña colada’s); substituting pizzas, pastas, and gelato for smarter options; and even getting back into the gym. It’s hard. Nay, it’s damn hard. The diminishing of

The countdown is on, and it’s only a matter of time before we break out the Christmas trees from their dusty habitats, and begin casting our thoughts back on these last 10 months that literally have passed us by in less than a blink of an eye. Of course some people will look back and even