Honestly, how narcissistic of myself would it be to sit here and talk about how great I am, all the things I do in my days and the huge amount of people who love me. Fortunately, that is a lie. This blog probably won’t be great or change your life or help you grow an extra arm. So, if those are your expectations, I’m sorry, I don’t think I can help.
I’m a 22 year old girl living in Melbourne, Australia and through one doorway or another I have turned into somewhat of a photographer/zine maker/ writer/call centre cubicle inhabiter. This blog is kind of serving as my webpage because, in this increasingly technological world where four year olds have myspace pages and get regularly poked on facebook, frankly, I need a webpage. Don’t worry, in this blog you’ll mostly find scanned in images of things I pick up from the streets, my photos and the over-caffeinated ramblings of someone who either hasn’t had enough sleep and is slightly delusional or who has had enough sleep and is totally high on caffeine and sugar. Whichever mental state I’m in, I can usually form something bordering on coherent. And given that to make this blog I have to traipse down to a library and use their wireless internet and then traipse home again, you should at least feel obliged to look at one or two of my posts because each one is worth roughly about $2.30 (that’s as much as my metcard is worth).
I hope you feel you’ve gotten value for money.
From Melissa
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Good evening;
hey, a published author. There you go.
You fail to mention the man in your life, Reco. However since it’s doubtful he’ll ever get the energy or dexterity to operate a computer. You’re safe.
Well done snork.