Last night I met up with Naomi, Kyla and her partner, Lew. We went to 'The Nepalese Kitchen" which is worth the hyberbole i'm about to give it. Best. Food. Ever. We had a lot of laughs, so good to see them together, soon Lou will be over here too so all of us uni girls (the ones that started and finished together anyway) will have moved to Sydney. Wish I could say it was my trend-setting, but it wasn't. Nice work, Kyla! Surry Hills will be my new hang out, I think.
I've been feeling a little off-colour for days, figured it was just being tired, then today...BAM. Sick. I was really gutted as I felt like i was making progress on the machine, plus I had work drinks tonight, then one of my band mates asked me out for a drink, so it could have put my Sydney friend count up again. I'm prepared for it to drop as Em's thinking of moving to Canberra. I asked Kyla's boyfriend Lew if he was my friend yet, he declined, so no luck there. So I came home, slept a few hours and am now spending the evening in my pajamas and generally time-wasting. My internet is stuffed so I can't even watch True Blood, so it's finishing a book and perhaps watching "the Runaways", movie about about Joan Jett. Which is already hard to take seriously as it has the girl from Twilight in it, despite her looking remarkably like Joan Jett, all I see is "I know what you are...you're a vampire".
This weekend i'm seeing my first show at the Opera House, which, sadly, isn't Belle & Sebastian or The Cure (tickets sold out so fast, now they're being scalped at ridiculous prices...reserve $6,000? Really?) but instead something classical or something something. The rumours are that it's clarinet based... I don't really know, my friend couldn't go so I said i'd buy her ticket. Either way, it'll be fun to actually go to a show inside it, even if it's lame and reminds me of when I played the clarinet when I was 11.
So I have the Coldral and the super sustained release Vitamin C...(not the singer, 'graduation' still makes me sad)...let's go Catherine, Let's go!
I've been feeling a little off-colour for days, figured it was just being tired, then today...BAM. Sick. I was really gutted as I felt like i was making progress on the machine, plus I had work drinks tonight, then one of my band mates asked me out for a drink, so it could have put my Sydney friend count up again. I'm prepared for it to drop as Em's thinking of moving to Canberra. I asked Kyla's boyfriend Lew if he was my friend yet, he declined, so no luck there. So I came home, slept a few hours and am now spending the evening in my pajamas and generally time-wasting. My internet is stuffed so I can't even watch True Blood, so it's finishing a book and perhaps watching "the Runaways", movie about about Joan Jett. Which is already hard to take seriously as it has the girl from Twilight in it, despite her looking remarkably like Joan Jett, all I see is "I know what you are...you're a vampire".
This weekend i'm seeing my first show at the Opera House, which, sadly, isn't Belle & Sebastian or The Cure (tickets sold out so fast, now they're being scalped at ridiculous prices...reserve $6,000? Really?) but instead something classical or something something. The rumours are that it's clarinet based... I don't really know, my friend couldn't go so I said i'd buy her ticket. Either way, it'll be fun to actually go to a show inside it, even if it's lame and reminds me of when I played the clarinet when I was 11.
So I have the Coldral and the super sustained release Vitamin C...(not the singer, 'graduation' still makes me sad)...let's go Catherine, Let's go!
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