Summer BBQs

are only mandatory during this time of the year. Wee Hoo!

Nothing like homemade barbie, your own certified chef, maniac folks, booze, colour coordination and AWESOME PRAWNS!!

We made everyone wear red and black or no oink for them

Me and CG who also makes jewellery and revamp shoes. gotta luv em!

We sure blardy hell made full use of our balcony space. Spread the whole balcony with multiple used fabric and you got urself a balcony bbq but only 3 ft wide. hah. a lil bit of eco-friendly try hard creativity at work.

Weeman and Cleaner halfway gone and doing some perky

Wiped clean the Chilli chicken that almost smoked our whole apartment. Picture 3 girls panicking like some 40 year old silais jumping up and down like how Mario would when he scores gold coins in MarioWorld (but just not as adorable). yup. may silais save the day.

Workin the crazy eyes. Alex has this tattoo of 6 stars that would make anyone stare cock at it for 3 minutes and (with extreme exxageration ) go ' what the fuck is that laaaa?' . Seriously, it makes no sense. not to him,  and surely not to his dog. God Bless him for still thinking he has the coolest tat in the whole world.

Made WeeMan do the nastiest things for not following the colour code. and all was worthwhile. *nods head nods head*

Its not always that u get to savour wings like that. god knows what Tats put into those wings. you just want to chomp on it forever. im the kind of person that would lick clean my wings, lick my fingers, then wipe my hands on my clothes, then continue eating like its the best things in the world.  ok now i sound so gross. beh tahan can.

MyNomadPartner and her carbs.

the girl

can you tell that i looooveeee barbeques. more more more till that damn autumn weather dawns upon us. ergh.

My frens have the best barbeque recipes ever. all self-created and home made. Not gonna broadcast their secrets out here. but if any of u are interested, mail me, i wont mind sheding some light to those who love em barbeques as much as i do.

Spot Nana. and yes, i always tie my hair up like that looking

like me old ballerina self. puik. except much more unruly and no hairspray.

Been workin on 'Oh-Ate' for a while now between classes and drinking games. Still a few more to go before completion. Im hoping it'll be must-haves for those who love em big on the finger, because there's nothing better than the random passer-by going ' ohmygod, where did u get that ring? Its beautiful..'. Trust me, i've gotten a fair share of that. and it never fails to make me a smile a lil.

I don't do diamonds yet. still can't quite grasp it. Yet. Carat woat? Maybe in a couple of years i'll start making my boy cry. but for now, ill save him the tears.

Though the occasional gem stones and pearls do make my eyes glow a lil bit too much. Especially if it sparkles with my birth stone, the emerald.

But for now, I'll just let plastic, timber, resin, and anything trashy drive me up the happy high trees and sing like a monkey.

ps: to those who have mailed and asked, soon enough. my fingers arent dead yet.

Up already

 Love of the moment

Lucy Tumbull

Heads or Tails 11

Oil on Canvas

Recieved good news today in the form of phone call and disturbed deep slumber. Eyes barely opened, i listened to the babbling other end. Wanted to yay so loud but only managed a miserable yay. Good enough. one would usually expect silence and the occasional hmmmm hmmmm slam phone action if one so close as to nudge me during my sleep. jyer.

Let's just hope the good news stay as that till it actually happens. *fingers crossed*

In other news, furniture shopping is quite delightful. Specially if u can roam through antique crap and dust-clad clockwork. So old it doesnt even work. tsk. Still lookin for a table lamp. Something from the 60's preferably.

Dun blame us for turning to the Swedish company once in a while for affordable furniture and basic homeware. Dahlah back to student life, gotta save for the tummy and the wardrobe and the occasional spa indulgences.

Me being geek.

Can't wait. Good news come my way please.

pray pray kiss kiss

Almost done

eating off wireless from Cibo is so damn desperate. of cos with some green tea to accompany. but to hell living without the net.

Being a nomad has its pros and cons. Pros being able to live off people for nothing more than a satisfying meal, B&B lifestyle, no after clean-ups and a hot roomie. and cons being everything else. Having to move 3 times before settling down--pain in the butt hole.

Lucky us for the pain in the butt hole has now subsided from what seemed like harsh hot rashes to some perky lookin beauty.

We love the new place.

Fresh off the market, right smack in the city, huge space, awesome kitchen and totally digging my new space.

very me.

downside: having to shop like mad in Sydney then come back to A-town. a bit sad case ok.

surviving on Locco, Sooki, King William Rd, parade, Ebay, e-shopping and vintage stores around will do for now.

upside: Elephant Walk, Spatz and Yen Linh .Come to mama.

me love glebe: showing some lovin'

manage to chat up.the lady is shifting her life to Paris for one blardy month and selling all

her beauties away. so sad can die,. and here i thought she was imigrating her whole life there

i want to buy her whole damn wardrobe

With the TreyBrey waiting for theNomadPartner trying on some lovely cut-offs  

We love those Ahma bags. We can so work it together.

TreyBrey chomping on her hummus/cheese platter

Nothing like some good ol bolognese and a cappucino cuppa. oh the yum

and of cos the mandatory luva luva

miss u already Trey. Do me a favour and keep up with the hairspray.

classes officially starting tomorrow. Me no like.

the one with the lovely carpeted stairway. yum

So once again im living like a nomad. homeless, clotheless and Bu-less. crap.

I'd think we were cursed if we followed our initial plan to bunk at Alex's shit hole of a place. his dog SHAT like a king in his room while he went to Taiwan for a holiday, tore down everything you could possibly imagine and transformed his previously quaint bedroom into what id like to call now ------> A SHIT HOLE. literally.

but of course we were offered another place to bunk in almost immediately when Tom saw us landing at the shit hole. oh thank the lord. lugging back our 10 or so suitcases from location A to location B under the HOT adelaide sun after our crap-laden incident along with terribly bad hair and extreme shortage of H20, not fun.

We're all safe now.

Bunking in at Tom's. We loikey. and it doesnt hurt as well that Tom's such a good looker. We loikey.

apartment hunting is so not fun.

we'll get a place soon. then at least we can get Bamboo's stuff all sorted out. thanx for being patient girls.

fingers crossed

 New year update from the Junkies

now go do your shopping

xoxo

bamboo junkies

My life

In 2007,

• made and broke friendships
• dine and wine like a 50 year old retiree
• dyed my hair 5 times
• place got broken into by 'Spiderman'. He was on the news. Bugger. I hope he tears his gracilis and fall on his face flat from the 31st floor.
• had food and wine philosophy class and got high on oil and bread. best class ever.ever
• Started Bamboo Stereo.
• tried the best macha ice cream ever! woohoo
• met some of the craziest funniest ppl. gonna miss u guys loads TristanA, Hon, Trey, Boji, CT, Fan, Nic, Hannah, DWooten, Chris, Anita. Club wouldnt be Club without u guys.
• broke hearts
• MrFujitsu crashed twice
• spent all my money away
• Botak flew over. Tried making something for Sjoolz and failed
• moved interstate again
• Our Projects kick arsed: Asian Street Food and KidsKitchen. happy days
• Had bbq every week during the summer. I love australia.
• went trout fishing. loved it.
• conversations and laughters at night at the beach with T and P. innocent fun.
• became tour guide for the family, singz, and the perth/melbourne troupers
• went crazy with the go-kart and laser road trip
• became bangkok-bongkers
• spent front seat/ massage chair tickets on stupid stupid show
• became an aunt. again
• developed a love-hate relationship with Sydney
• discovered paradise prawns and fell in love with it.
• had one of the best mud slab facials in NZ and dozed off like a baby
• found out that i have perfect eye vision.
• learnt that one can only do this much and would collapse with any other extra load
• shouldve contacted UM more often than i did
• re-realised my status as a fickle minded person
• still lost and unsure of the next step taken

So far in 2008,

• still lost and unsure of the next step taken

Our favourite wall in the apartment

Sitting in the living room of my currently very shit-hole potential apartment, i have a clear view of my trashy/artsy magazines on our shoe-rack cum magazine holder on one side, half eaten junk on one side, clothing in boxes on every side, our toy boy gingerbreadman lying on what looks like leftover icing sugar on the coffee table, storage boxes everywhere, furniture disposition in the most un-glam of manner in 3 different spots, my favourite blood red teapot left unwashed and me sitting on my favourite camping spot munching on awesome cherries while typing away in my currently neon green infested finger.

we're packing and moving again.

No, of coure we don't usually let ourself live in a shit hole of such, though.... many would disagree to my statement. ok i admit. we live messy. i love being a student. and one thing that comes along with the student tag is to be able to live in a high rise AUD$7** a week rent apartment and LIVE like a student. no chores,  no cleaning, just you walking over ur pile of clothes and rummaging through ur make-up clad 2 sink bathroom searching for ur eye lash curler and immerge in your ritual swoop swoop head bang slash imaginary mic session while Saosin's blasting on the speakers.i love living life as a student. Living like how Samwee lives scares me a lot. i duno how he copes.

GRrrrrrrrrr I HATE PACKING.

wish me luck ppl while i fold and be neat. yuck.

we'll be heading back to Adelaide. see you on the other side.

ps: Bamboo Stereo and Sjoolz returning for the new year very soon. heads up.

* Loved and still loving this song. Going back 10 years to 1998 yo