Am a bit nonplussed at how fast the last year has gone. Last weekend in Dublin flew by in haze of laughter and hugs and booze and going to the Stags Head and playing pool and eating curry and smoking cigarettes and saying goodbye to Kitty and Carrie and leaving the Rathgar Gaf for the last time and so many other lovely lovely lovely things.

Presently am sitting in a barer room amongst boxes and bags. Only problem about going back to Melbourne is the fact that I can't be here as well. Odd how things just came together in the end. I will miss it very much here.