i'm busy being in love.
naaaah. i mean, yes, but i also have an entry for you but i can't find my cord to connect my camera to my lappy and add the couple of photos i want to show you. and my OCD won't let me upload the writing without the pictures.
i also have a story brewing about how i do really stupid things sometimes. like applying for amazing jobs and then not checking the email address i put on the CV until today - one month after i was asked for an interview. umm, so that's kind of the story told.
i also have a story about some things i have been observing in this great southern land i live in. like how hearing ray warren on channel nine a couple of days after my return epitomised this country more than anything else i had yet experienced.
and there's this list of things compiling in my mind which are making me realise i am crossing over to the real world of adulthood. ie: my knees hurt after i sit cross-legged, i picked up the donna hay magazine instead of vogue while breakfasting cafe-style, i have gotten up to pee for about six consecutive nights. i never (used to) night pee.
there, that should tide you over. and rest assured, there'll be plenty of blogging during my dedicated 'apply for jobs' time which starts tuesday. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.