Firstly, thanks to all you rad people who have sent me messages of support. I seriously have some rad readers and pretty darn cool people in my life.
So, I'm down in my old hood. I flew down Saturday arvo and the trip started with me being bumped up to business class... seriously, that shit never happens to me. A great start to a good trip. Caught up with a mate, then with my bro and his close knit bunch of crazy fucker friends (who I love by the way). Sunday arvo, I headed round to my lovely friend Al's (she makes a mean hedgehog slice and melting moments that rivaled my Nanna's) and caught up with my girl Fe, Jandy (fellow blogger and real life beautiful sweetheart friend) and Jill. Spent the arvo drinking champagne, eating too many sweets and laughing hysterically - exactly what I needed (oh and girls... my shitting stories will make an appearance when I'm back).
Right now, I'm sitting on a train in Melbourne's lovely public transport network (NOT). I've got my massive suitcase, my laptop out and my fucking rad new handbag (totally blog worthy - perhaps tomorrow). It's crowded (but at least that makes it a little warmer - it's fucking soooo cold here!), all I can hear is dull chat and the mixture of about 10 people playing thier iPods too loud (it's for you to list3en to, not me) and the train chugging along. Can't wait to get off this fucking thing.
Anyways,,, that's about it for now! Just wanted to let y'all know how much I appreciate you fucking magnificent women (and man - surely I have at least one male reader>)... that I'm alive and kicking and in a much better headspace than before.
Born in the late 70s during the depths of a harsh Melbourne winter, in her mid 20s, Karls migrated to a much warmer climate - then back to the cooler climate and once again to a warmer climate. With all this to-ing and fro-ing, she's discovered that home is where the heart is... in her case, anywhere that serves ice cold beer.