Sunburnt country

[deathpixie]

Back in Melbourne in one piece. Spent the train trip alternately sleeping and looking out the window - I realised somewhere between Wodonga and Wangaratta how much a part of my psyche the landscape there is. It's nothing special, just rolling hills and farmland and eucalypts and an ever-changing 180 degree sky. But it's a foundation, somehow. No matter how long I'm gone, or where I'm actually living, it's there.

Okay, wankery aside, Things have been achieved today.

Packed my second pack, and discovered that I own far too many clothes. Another parcel will be happening on top of the other two I already have to send. But, the bag's packed and I'm pretty sure I can squeeze my sleeping bag and sneakers in there too.

Busy day tomorrow. I need to make a bunch of phone calls (yes, left those until the last minute, since I hate phoning companies. :P ), get my fringe trimmed (for free! gotta love that idea), mail those parcels, and then head to the pub with Phil and Bounce and the band.

Still need to pack the carry on (and the computer bag, obviously!) and write out the list of stuff I'm taking for the Immigration people. 'Cause yes, they want to know everything I'm bringing. Fortunately, since I own and have been using everything I'm bringing, there's no taxes. Whee.



Sleeps: 2

Bags packed: 2 and a half

Cupboards to be cleaned: 6

Beer bought for Canadian roomie: one 6-pack of Boags.

Kilos of luggage to be carried: possibly several times own body weight.

Comments

[crantz.livejournal.com]

Ah, I know that feeling. Anytime I look outside or go for a walk I'm like 'oh right. Prairies. NEVER LEAVE MEEE' and then I get a coke or something until it passes.

I'm picturing you like a little ant now, carrying all that stuff.

[obsidian179.livejournal.com]

When you do finally get moved, you're gonna have to send me your new address. I have a housewarming present just waiting to be sent. (Or a "Hurray, you survived the move!" present, if you prefer. *grins*)

[philf.livejournal.com]

Okay - pub for tonight is organised. At least as much as a pub needs to be organised - I'll be heading there at around about 6:30, as will Bounce. I've also got Dan & Sarah coming along at some unspecified point in the evening to join in the rampant debauchery.

Of course, said rampant debauchery may be of the early-evening kind, since not only did I get up at 4:30 this morning to go rowing, but we've got a reasonably early start tomorrow to get you and the vast pile of luggage to the airport.

However, this is your last chance to enjoy the James Squire, so make the most of it ;)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

I know what you mean with the early evening bit - i haven't gotten home before midnight yet this week because of the play.