it's a bitter-sweet symphony

My little sister is abandoning us in a couple of hours. She's moving to Melbourne for a new job and a boyfriend who calls her Tasha. That's probly the thing that bugs me the most about him, although it's a tough choice, there are so many...

But, other than that, things are going just lovely...for now...I'm getting paranoid again. My brand-new-shiney boyfriend (yes, I did use that word all by myself) may be shifting to Oz too, if he gets a job he's applying for that may not even exist. Well, I spose I'll just have to wait and see if the gods really do hate me.

We went to a house warming party on Saturday night, it was fun. Various conversations on the night have led us to speculate about the sexual orientation of some of our friends. Not that it's any of our business anyway, but we like scandal and gossip. We figure that I'll be the most likely person to be able to find out, seeing as that whole group of friends seem to have the wrong idea about me and Charlotte (they think we have an ongoing 'thing').

I spose it's time for me to get myself all clean and shiney so I can go to the airport and make a mess of myself again.