analith

Not a whole bunch is going on today. I took my cello down to get my bridge fixed today. Getting it back on Wednesday. Plus, getting my car back tomorrow! Very exciting. I have such a hot back.

Simon has been offered a job, either in N.Z or in Sydney - he's been a bit unclear on the whole thing. I'm even more confused after his trip, because of a couple of different reasons.

Here is the story. My first day of uni in first year I met this girl, whom I love to bits, and we were doing all the same subjects and became friends. When I broke up with my ex-fiancee I moved out of our place and into her flat. She had this boyfriend at the time, who was in New Zealand - where he was from - sorting some shit out. A few weeks later, he came back and moved out of his place and into our flat. Then our lease was up and we all moved into a hot-shit flat in the city.
As the story goes, they broke up, and he and I stayed in the flat. I moved out and he moved back to New Zealand.
I went to NZ over new years 05/06 and certain things happend.
The he came here over easter and certain things happend.
I am still really good friends with the girl, who knows that Si and I are still friends, but doesn't know about any of thoes certain things.
The Wednesday before Simon arrived here, I met an emo-fringed drummer at my local pub - and certain things happend there.
Then the Wednesday that Simon was here, I happend to kiss the drummer again, even though Simon was here.
The thing is this - I actually really like this fucking drummer.
I didn't go to the pub last wednesday, mainly from having spent large parts of the day with my head in a bucket.

Drummer makes me giggle randomly.




Ah... who doesn't love the MCG, especially when the Pies kick arse on ANZAC day!!!