sophie: * i wonder what he’s really thinking about * me: * what if there was a best (men’s) xv of the decade, but no nation could be represented more than once? *

noname’s ‘telefone,’ injury reserve’s ‘floss’ and death grips’s ‘exmilitary’ all in contention for album of the decade, whatever that means - and they’re all mixtapes, whatever that means

walking around with a sleep mask on to prevent bushfire smoke getting in my eyes

sydney now feels like a corporate dystopia where betty’s burgers and walker’s doughnuts control all the food supply

watching the scotland vs england replay on sunday while our house flooded from the storms in sydney turned watching rugby from the comfort of home into a real 4D experience

agent glen 20: “i’ve had a terrible dream that we were quarantined... with bargearse!” bargearse: *cracks tinnie* “maybe it wasn’t a dream”

the only way to adapt The Tempest now is to open a Tempest-themed restaurant, where each dish is mirrored like a masque and an antimasque, affirming Melissa Leong’s brilliant description of food as “ephemeral art” on the first ep of this year’s Masterchef

the Drake meme (or its 2020 equivalent, whatever that is), and in the top panel it says “fabula” and in the bottom panel it says “syuzhet”

this quarantine has really given me an opportunity to focus on my tinnitus

thank you for the ball @BNastanovich! see you all in Thirroul 🏖

.@manforoneseason and I just ran into spiral stairs at newtown station and he liked my nails!

something like this I think. lots and lots not there obviously