I am so, so excited about our forthcoming trip to NYC. By ‘our’ I mean my boyfriend’s and mine, and am unfortunately not referring to you, dear reader. Which would be a bit strange anyway. We leave this Sunday, at 1pm, and I still haven’t packed. Heck, I never pack earlier than two days before…
Last night my boyfriend, two of his friends and myself enjoyed a delicious pizza in Carlton. Pizza a Metro, 0n Grattan St, honestly has the best pizza in Melbourne. Ever. I think I have previously posted about this, but if I haven’t, their quattro frommaggi is to die for. The only problem with the four cheeses…
Another day, another daydream. And so my life continues. I have been feeling a little flat today, a little lost. Wondering where my life is going to take me. And all this wondering makes me tired, so I wind up doing nothing. Not too great for the economy, that’s for sure. I found out today…
