Getting to Know Me Better: The Hairy Truth

Due to overwhelming demand, “Getting to Know Me Better” is back. I hope you enjoy, if for no other reason than it may put into perspective your own weird things or comparable lack thereof. Consider this a service I offer free of charge. In future instalments I promise no more pictures of me wearing my shower cap, but I can’t promise you won’t want to unsee/unread/unknow some of the stuff that surfaces from deep within my brain.

Today’s revelation: I secretly wish I could grow a moustache or a beard. Continue reading

10 Ways to Make Friends in a New City

Moving to a new city where you don’t know anyone is harder than trying to look cool after you’ve just tripped over in a public place.

Depending on your circumstances, you might be starting from scratch with nowhere to live, no job, no bank account, and (if you have just spent 6 months backpacking like I had) no money. Every step of the move has big challenges.

Once you have a roof over your head and a source of income (go you good thing!) you will celebrate with all your mates! Or you would, if you had any friends. Continue reading

Getting to Know Me Better: The Weird Stuff

I’ve had this blog for 4 months now… I guess you could say things between you and I are getting pretty serious. But I haven’t been totally honest with you. I’ve been keeping things from you and it’s time you knew the truth.

Full disclosure: there are a few things about me that are a little strange. I’m prepared to fill you in on the some of them, although this may mean you hit the ‘unfollow’ button. Don’t worry. I won’t be TOO sad (*sniff*, just a little something in my eye).

I’m 27 and still sleep with my teddy bear, Henry. Continue reading

Dr Google: A Sure Way to Catch Cyberchondria

You’re sick at home, perhaps it’s night time, and your local medical centre is shut. You are wondering what’s wrong so a quick look online and some self-diagnosis should definitely ease those worries…

I had been getting very frequent headaches, fatigue and light-headedness. You know that feeling when you’re so hungover the room is spinning and you can’t even look at the ceiling without wanting to ‘shout groceries’? That. I had some other symptoms too, but the dizziness was my biggest concern and my mind began to get creative as to what I might have. Continue reading