I don't know if this is obvious or not, but I really love writing. It makes me happy in ways other things just can't. Especially when it's working and not being a massive pain in the neck.
We're supposed to be going out today, but Nick is still sleeping (I am gradually growing more familiar with this phenomenon.) Time for the air horn.
The sky is so blue today. It's gorgeous. This is my second favourite time of year, when it can be a bit chill, but the clouds have whisked away, and there's the smell of newly mown grass. Oh my yes.
Speaking of things that were supposed to happen, I was supposed to be going back home today, but I didn't get confirmation of my bus ticket booking. And now I haven't had confirmation of the ticket I ordered for Thursday. I think something may be amiss. Premier Stateliner are trying to keep me in Adelaide. Not that I'm exactly complaining.
If Nick ever wakes up, we're going to go watch a movie of his choice - Hairspray. I have mentioned how my brother is so very great in the fact he's not afraid to appear incredibly gay? Not that a love of musicals makes you gay, only that most 17 year old boys would think so.