As I cast my eyes around the house I get a little bit panicky.
So much shit to do, and all I want to do is plant Mr Borderi’s beautiful basil, walk the dog, stick some zucchini seeds in the garden, go op shopping, enjoy myself.
Instead I have to clean, drag shit around, do marking (bane of a teacher’s life), sort through crap, rearrange bullshit and generally have a very tedious time.
Oh well. Life can’t always be g-strings and frolicking on the beach like yesterday’s peak experience at Shark Bay surf (cough) spot.
Me and my stuff have got work to do
Top: Moji denim shirt. I hope I don’t get to sweaty in this with all the labours I have scheduled today
Bottom: A nice light weight jean from the fashion House of Jay Jays
Accessory: One of my fav and most heavily used denim bags, feeling not quite so stiff since I washed Beaver’s sweat out of it
Year of Denim 
Shark Beach… Not a Bay… even though it was somewhat pond like…
nice stripey effect