Big City Life
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 26 May, 2008
There are two things I never knew existed until I moved to Wellington. Food elitism and regional discrimination. In my place of work these two prejudices go hand in hand.
About a month ago on one boozy weekend I did three things: fell asleep wrapped around a toilet bowl (some would say passed out but I don’t think that’s fair); made myself spew in a petrol station garden; and made a Liquid Cocaine with Ayala. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 19 May, 2008
My friend Alice moved here from Napier all but a few weeks ago and she might be moving back. I told this to my coffee coach Jack (I’m a constantly ‘in training’ barista) who let out the most exasperated sigh and asked, ‘why??’ More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 12 May, 2008
Here’s a riddle: I’m sitting on a faux leather couch in front of a gas burner fire with an endless stream of pizza being served to me on a platter. Where am I?
Heaven? More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 5 May, 2008
What has happened to me? As I sit on the sofa eating chocolates my boyfriend is on a bus back to Napier. It’s raining outside and I’ve got Sex and the City going on the DVD player. When did my life become such a cliche? It’s enough to make me cry. Wouldn’t that top it all off. I’d have to top myself off. When did this column become a diary? More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 28 Apr, 2008
So the holidays are over and it’s back to the ol’ lecture hall. For you guys. I’m not at uni so I don’t identify with those age-old clichés you always hear about: first years… and… like I said, I’m not at uni. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 7 Apr, 2008
Hi Wellington
I’m new in town. You’ll recognise me ‘cause I’m the one waiting for the green man to cross the road. I’m the one driving the wrong way down Victoria Street (seriously, there were cars coming in the opposite direction – you’d think someone would have tooted). I’m the one who dares enter Te Aro not wearing a) a highwaisted anything; or b) a keffiyeh. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 24 Mar, 2008
I was saving the following realisation for the punchline but I might as well put it out there now: Koala Park Sanctuary wasted a lot of my limited time in Sydney and all because their brochure said “sustainable”. I am a sucker.
More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 17 Mar, 2008
I haven’t actually spent all that much time in Wellington so far. For the last week I’ve been jetsetting from city to city- Sydney and Auckland specifically- to see Incubus and the Chemical Brothers. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 10 Mar, 2008
Almost a week ago we finally moved to Wellington. Our first night at the house was spent sans furniture but on the booze so it was a good night had by all really. Except for Rochelle who went to bed early only to be intermittently disturbed by door slamming (why, I’m not too sure), heated debate over cat “love” and then by us jumping into the only bed in the house with her at 4am. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 3 Mar, 2008
In celebration of our imminent departure, we had a shindig at the ol’ bar last night. With a generous tab and relatively good turn out, it doesn’t make for as good a story as our original party. You see, as well as having to move home and ship the cats off to Grandma’s Paradise boarding cattery, another victim of our delayed move to Wellington was comrade and soon to be roomie Rochelle and my leaving drinks at work. More
By Miyuki Mcguffie | 25 Feb, 2008
You know what sucks? Living at home. Or more to the point, moving back after being away from home. But maybe it’s just my house? Two out of my four friends live at home and they don’t seem to mind. They probably have their own space though. I’m sleeping in my brother’s single bed. With my brother. Not really. But I might as well be. There’s no privacy here. More
