It's funny, I actually started writing this a few days ago when it was raining. I was starting to be very British about the whole thing... you know, giving the Poms a bad name and all that. After all, everyone knows how much I hate the rain. But then today has been beautiful and sunny, and I actually forgot about the rain. I think my happiness is hard-wired to the sunshine.
It's been damn cold too. I actually slept in my coat one night this week with the fire on the first bar. Sleep didn't really happen that night - I was too paranoid about the flame going out and gas exploding. God bless Cathy for supplying me with an extra duvet! This is what I get for following winter around the globe...
The comedy festival is on at the moment. Laughing being one of my very favourite pasttimes, I do intend to catch some eventually. It just isn't happening right now. I just keep letting life just happen to me. It doesn't work well with making actual plans. On Friday night I ended up in a room like a sauna watching an English guy who may have been funnier if he had realised that most of the people in the room were Brits. I'm hoping to go see Steve Coogan next week.
Meanwhile, I am starting the job hunt. I'm mildly put off by the fact that jobs are in short supply right now, but needs must. After 5 weeks of not working I am rather averse to the idea to be perfectly honest, but this journal will get pretty boring soon if I don't get myself a cash injection!! I'm just a little appalled by how expensive some things are here. Like books... $25 (£12.50) for a general fiction book?! I will never complain about the price of books in the UK again. I promise. I joined the library, only to find that gazillions of people before me have had the same idea and all the books I wanted to read are out. Free wireless internet though. I am wholeheartedly in agreement with that. Maybe I shall invest some time in the classics and read the stuff from Project Gutenberg instead.
Thankfully, the main benefit of having found somewhere to live is that I am able to actually have a social life again because I am not rushing about going to viewings every evening. As you can well imagine, at that I am super happy! Monday I was taken to a quirky pub, fabulously located very close to my new house, to listen/dance to live music from a groove/funk band called Steve Wright and Eclectives. $4 in, awesome, and a regular event to boot. I have a feeling living in Fitzroy North may be fun! Tuesday was back to the Bridge Hotel for the old trivia night (not that I am any good at it). Tonight I headed down to Richmond Rowing Club, after having been lured by the sight of the rowing boats on the Yarra (it was only a matter of time). A few (burst) blisters later, I am a happy chappette... the Yarra in Melbourne CBD at sundown is an awesome and pretty place to row! Generally, things are starting to fall into place and life is starting to flow nicely.
Tomorrow morning brings the arrival of Lisa and Craig from Brisbane. I am VERY excited about this, having not seen Lisa since we both left Canada 18 months ago. Friday I move into my new house, and Saturday I get to make my first escape from the city limits...
