June 21, 2006

Twelve months in the 09

A year from last Thursday I woke up to a cold winter's morning in Hunterville, where I'd been holed up for a few days, taking refuge from the world in front of a toasty fire with good friends and my life in flux. To quote myself, I was 'jobless, spinning a compass between my fingers and flipping a coin with the other hand.' I got into my dad's car, heavily weighed down with the detritus of my life, and drove to Auckland.

I remember stopping at the Bombay Hills service area for yet another energy drink, and to call Ru to announce my imminent arrival. She explained which motorway exit to take, and I plotted the route in my street directory, purchased weeks prior to moving.

That first night, I set up my little nest at a friend's warehouse flat in Takapuna. The next day was a Friday, and I worked the door at the Classic for the Phoenix Foundation, who were playing that night and the next with Cassette. It was a large night and quite a significant one - my first night partying in Auckland - I met several people who would later become friends, and was offered a job that I'm still happy with. Remarkable.

That's enough reminiscing for now. Whoa, Top of the Pops has been cancelled.


Blogger Hannah said...

consider it done.

and it's nice to have you in auckland.

11:46 AM  
Blogger Jessie said...

Good! And thanks.

4:30 AM  

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