Damn, my stuff showed up on tuesday. Somehow this has made everything swing into focus. I'm actually living here now. I'm not going to be going home for a while. I don't know if I can handle this.

I mean, I love being here, I love doing what I am doing, but I still miss not being in Perth. I want to go out to the Rosemount, and see a local band play, I want to walk along the beach (I want it to be warm enough for me to walk along the beach), I want to see my friends and my family.

This might just be a manifestation of the time of year, mixed with lack of sleep and feeling sick, but even christmas which is the time of year I love, seems somehow tarnished if I'm not going to be at home with my family.

Ahhh crap, now I'm rambling. Photo's of a furnished appartment will come later.

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