little bro comes to visit.

my brain is full and empty.

schuniversity has only three (i think it's three, hope it's four that would be so niiiicce) weeks  left. this means three weeks inking up and rolling and cutting paper and cutting lino and painting shellac and mixing colours and cleaning with turps. the last million years i've not been blogging have been spent thinking about and occasionally doing these things. now because these million years have past i have a million years of things to blog about.

the first one being my little bro lebanon (his parents call him caleb).

he came to stay with us for a few days in his school holidays.

he made the train journey by himself from the burbs to the city to meet me on my way home from uni. we then spent the next three hours on the train together listening to a drunk guy burp loud (we have to give this guy some credit, he did apologise numerous times after every belch, followed by another enormously huge burp) and rave on about where the cheapest beers are on the south coast (i know who to ask when i need a cheapest cold one at my nearest location, who needs iphones!). leb (his parents call him caleb) tried to escape by putting some tunes on (he is partial to some nikki minaj, i might be too) on his ipod but i banned him. ipods are so antisocial. we had our eyes peeled for deer (yes deer in australia, weird i know).

when the drunk man was dropped off at the pub and the epic journey was finally over timmy the photographer picked us up. caleb (his friends call him cabs), timothy (i call him timmy) and i went home ate a roast lamb dinner and took the dogs to the beach.

it was cold. the beach, not the lamb.

lebo (his real name is caleb), i miss him.