Busy busy.

2009. Jesu. Where the fuck did '08 go, honestly?

I was gonna do a recap of '08 and talk about some of the memorable things from it, but it can be summed up like this:

Highlights of 2008:
Parkhill
Music festivals
Hanging with Mike
Getting back to Uni
Buffy Season 8
Markus. Definitely Markus.

Lowlights:
James

In more exciting news, I've just gotten back from Sydney after a week there. Brilliant holiday. I've only ever seen the crazy, business side of Sydney, with its masses of people and blaring horns and Opera Houses. This holiday was so much more relaxed.

Let's see, what did I do?

I went to Manly beach. Packed, man, it was crazy-busy. But you kinda forget about all of the people when you're with fantastic company, eating peanuts (hmm) and chilli Shapes. There was a ferry and there was sunbaking and fountains and then -- here comes the best part -- a big-arse ice cream. Oh! And a girl playing chess on the streets for moneys. Let's not forget that I actually went in the water. Yes, it was for about five minutes total but hey! I've always hated the beach but I'm finally seeing the good side of it!

I finally got back to the zoo, too. It's been a few years and it's looking pretty different but again, the awesome company made the day. I flashed the Harbour, banged my knee on a ferry, ate nachos, saw a baby pig clean the water it was currently peeing in and watched some meerkats!

It was all pretty mundane stuff from anyone else's perspective, I suppose... but man, it was the best holiday I've had in a really, really long time. I got to spend time with/meet some brilliant people (Kate, Pete, Percy, Anna/Sam). And I ate a truckload of frozen beverages. Oh and I ate African! When I say ate, i mean everyone else pigged out while I looked terrified and ate only cous cous. Yes, my horizons are ever-expanding lately but I guess they have certain limits.

And of course, Mark was there. Man, what can I say about him? He's incredibly awesome to hang around with. He's quickly becoming one of my best mates. Which is good, I suppose, if we're going to be living together within the month. Hmm. More on Mr Connors elsewhere, methinks.

Fuck this temperature off. I should be at the beach. Why do my friends all have jobs and/or dislike the beach? I should be there right now, enjoying the freezing cold water and blinding tourists with my pasty body!

I should be cleaning. It's my goal to have my room ready by the end of the week.

Yeah, right.