Back to earth

Well, not entirely - [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] is still at my place and I'm having lunch and then dinner with her before throwing her in the direction of the airport bus. But I'm back at work and needing injections of caffiene to stay awake and possibly something for my voice - I'm getting in touch with my inner Janis Joplin, with the husky and all.

Great weekend. Drank too much, ate too much, talked too much, laughed more than I have in a while, hugged many, many people... Thanks to everyone for coming down and braving Melbourne's absolutely crappy weather this weekend. I had a blast.

Now to catch up with various things and not fall asleep on my desk. ;)

And then there was one.

Just back after seeing [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] off at the Skybus terminal. We had dinner at the Blue Train with [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], which was fun and altogether too short, and then there was the walk to Spencer Street and the picking up of Mel's bag and then the Skybus.

My house is almost eeriely quiet now.

Myself, I'm tucked up in bed with the laptop on my knees, and sleep is rapidly approaching. And tomorrow begins the resumption of normal life. Well, as normal as you can get when you're getting ready to move to another country. One month, one week and one day.

Night, all.