I'm back from my awkwardly long absence, which prompted a lot of emails asking if I was "going to ever blog again." One person even asked if I had died. So, you know, that was nice.

But just to clear matters up, in my month away from the blog, I managed to: survive my mid-semester exams, escape two near-death situations by a hair's breadth (you failed, Grim Reaper. You failed), witness this at Bankstown, spend $30 on junk food alone at my local corner store, and attend a trance festival that I initially felt half-hearted about. Good times.

In between all of that, I've been carefully extrapolating the survey results and systemising them into tallies (tallies, you guys. I don't mess around). From all the stats, I've gathered that:

• My readers are largely female, although there are way more male readers than I first expected! I thought my only male readers were Andrew and Daniel... but there you go. Results are like Kinder Surprises.
• Majority of you are my age or thereabouts, which is comforting to know, although there are some ten of you who are under 12. This worries me somewhat since some of the things I say are less-than-orthodox...
• It seems frequent updates (followed by fashion-related entries and more photos in general) are in great demand. I'm trying to regain my blogging mojo, so you can safely expect an influx of entries soon!

Now that I've got a spare minute, I'll take the time to upload some photos from Ivan's 80s themed party. Naturally, horrific trends undeserving of revival (fluro and spandex, anyone?) were heavily glorified on the night. Let me tell you, walking out of the house looking the way I did was no easy feat - everything I wore seemed to merit a lot of awkward staring from bystanders. Who knew what they were thinking but it was hilarious LOL. I suspect it was because of the shoulder pads, the likes of which had never been seen since like... 1984.

Ahh, the 80s... what a force to be reckoned with. But there is a time and place, my friends, and sadly that is not in the 21st century. Good fun wearing hot pink nail polish, though.

P.S. HI JESSICA. Nice meeting you on the night.

Listening to: Mariah Carey - Obsessed (Friscia and Lamboy Remix)