It really sucks being sick and alone in a different city. The netbook Kathleen was kind enough to lend me does not want to turn on for me, as a result I feel quite isolated. And guilty, I hope I haven’t broken her machine!! I’m supposed to be blogging about the Chambord Shine Awards last night but I can’t, and all the photos I took with my point and shoot camera are rubbish. Technology do you hate me or Sydney?!
In better news I had lunch with nice people and I met Frances (of Corpulent and hey fat chick) for the first time too. Frances is adorbs, let me assure you.
Looking forward to coming home to Brisbane so much. And Nick! I think I have an exit row seat again, and yes, I did indeed have an empty seat beside me on the way down, let’s hope the trend continues tomorrow!
I don’t care if it makes me sound “uncultured” but Brisbane is where I feel most at home. It’s not just because I have established support systems, it’s “the vibe”. I feel like I can be part of a growing sense of awesomeness and creativity in Brisbane, it’s a city that is growing up. I want to be a part of it. I can do without all the snotty, disparaging, and self-congratulatory comments I’ve heard over the last few days (or the last 29 years, actually.)