Forgive the mess as my diary is undergoing some serious changes...just hope I don't lose everything in the process. 4 years of mindless dribble is a lot to lose.
Melbourne was great, got to catch up with friends and rest up rest up.
And I bought a fab dark green scarf just like the one I was suppose to knit in my Marilyn Manson dream. (If you don't know what I'm talking about see the last entry.)
My mom called a few days ago to leave a message all the way from the US and tell me that she was proud of me. What's with her lately?
Sweet ain't she?