…to Canberra. Yah! Fireworks and porn and Briony 🙂 I’m still not 100% sure about this job – they seem as flaky as hell (hope they aren’t like that when I start work – maybe it’s just a HR thing) but work is work and at least I don’t have to apply for the dole. Yah… Preston Centrelink is a scary, scary place.
I am so sore from the workout yesterday. I don’t think it was the boxing that killed me so much as the pushups and crunches and squats – oh yeah and the star jumps! Freaken star jumps.
Anyway, I’ve got a zillion things to go before I leave, like finding my degree in my storage space (I’ve been procrastinating on that).