... when people important to you start moving home.
This morning Megs packed up the very last of her things (I potted her gravy mix and Special K.. yes!) and left Willy G forever. I was quite upset but didn't do the whole 'let's cry on the person leaving, thus making it harder for them to leave' thing.
I only started realising over the last few weeks how much she had been there for me and how close we actually were (without living in each other's pockets). I will miss her, and her quirks, a lot. She'll be returning to Denny (hello country Victoria!) eventually and god knows how long she'll stay, in my opinion, probably not long. We've decided she should fly over to Adelaide when I'm home and I can show her 'the sights' (should that be singular?), which will be very surreal. For now, the rest of us are left to pack up what's left of my only known residence in London ;(
On the complete other hand, I picked up Jarrod from Heathrow yesterday... what a spin out. He didn't really have a clue what was going on and clearly was buggered from enduring the 25 hour transit. After a near impossible 1.5hr journey home we got him showered and free of baggage and it was off to Sainsbo's for beers and food.. hurrah. I think J met pretty much everyone immediate to me within an hour or so and probably zoned out when we all started talking on top of each other - as we so often do.
Being the ever so-good host, I took Cazza's bed and left Jarrod to make his way to sleepy land upstairs. Tucking myself into Carol's bed, trying to sleep to the tune of Coldplay, I'm not sure whether it was the msg consumed at dinner or the Asashi's (which washed down said MSG), but I had dreams of shacking up with John Mayer....?! I was a little startled waking up, to find myself alone and sharing a room with Maree .. and, sadly, a bit disappointed. Haha oh jesus. I also had a dream a few nights ago that I met Kylie Minogue in a rather non-hyped mad fan rush. What is my mind telling me??
So, off the beaten track for a minute there, let's steer it back.... good luck getting home Megs... despite what we told you, we will miss you!!! xxx
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John Mayer... since when did you start cheating on me in your dreams??
Back at work after Mad Monday and hangover tuesday.... tough gig, three days/nights on the piss, recvd a work call on monday about 1pm, would've been paro by 10:30. I must have been somewhat coherent, it wasn't brought up this morning. Oh yeah, and I fell asleep three nights straight on the car ride home from the missus
This is one of those times you keep stories to yourself!!
You are an utter shame... falling asleep on the way home?? Why did you not remain pissed for the entire weekend and just make it one massive bender? However, I do applaud your Mad Monday efforts.. going to work the next day... golf clap everyone!
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