kiddly winks

gargh . argh. eh.

where to start?
today is my first day of being a melbournian. Fancy that, eh? Eh? I came down here last night with Pies, under the eeiry light of smoke, and 774 Radio National blaring the whole 350kms, to begin life outside of the coop. It hasn't sunken in yet, the fact that I now reside in Dudley Street, North Fitzroy (SICK AS NAME). Rupert Street is the one next door, all very Harry Potter-esque, really. It feels like I'll be heading home in a couple of days, just like I always have. Give it time and I'm sure I'll get used to it.

This summer has been pretty grand. It has involved me working at both the lettuce farm- affectionatley dubbed 'The Farm' and also Muffin Break. Dubbed 'muff muff is fun fun'. It has also involved me getting my p's and finally turning 18 and being able to do grown up things, like going out to Albury. Woo, Roi Bar! Sick as!
It has also involved, as everyone knows, this crazy incineration of all things Victorian over the last 3 or so days. It was so strange driving down last night, as Yackanandah was preparing and the adrenalin starting to sink in. The city feels so removed from it all, and I only heard mention of it in scattered conversation during work today. But it's all I can think about at the moment. Of course, it feels worse being far away as you don't know the fire's proximity, its direction, its force. It's brisk down here today and I've heard conditions are a bit better so this is all good.

Uncertain what I'll do this afternoon. Probably continue to look for jobs, housing. Probably go for an explore around my new stomping ground too. But now I think I will grab some pho and dig into some reading.
Take care, ya'll.