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Ola -

Well its Sunday night here in dreary London - daylight savings has finally ended (or started?!) whatevs - basically we gained an hour of sunlight today - its alright - it basically means summer has officially started. Not sure how I am feeling right now - it was the flatmates farewell party last night - and after a hectic night of socos and cokes - i am incredibly sombre morose and miserable...

Ah well! I must say the huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge fight i had with my sister the entire weekend didnt help either. Add to that working till 1am the whole of last week - and still not finding my soulmate (and i wore my best jeans this weekend!) and you can guess that I am pretty stoked to almost be in bed....

Not really much to say i guess - not sure what to write anymore - this whole fight has really put me off - and while i want to blog about it to get some outside perspective - I really dont have the energy to relive all the drama....

Shoo....

Let me instead recount the positives from the last week - hmmm....ooh - baked red velvet cupcakes!!!! So seductively scrumptious! Here is what they look like....

Mmmm...................

I have to be careful though - my really healthy regime is now officially in the past

(Brief history : I used to be {obsessively} dedicated. Gymmed everyday - ate spinach straight out the bag 3 times a day - had smoothies with whey - was part of the run club...etc...etc )

Since returning from Egypt, Christmas visiting SA and post holiday blues - i have yet to keep an appointment with my trainer (but my shrink has more than benefited from his cancellations!)

Soon i am going to look like this :(

So before i turn into the lovable fat boy that people want to repetitively poke in the stomach - i need to get back to being that fighting fit lean machine! (Also - having a 6 pack wont hinder my chances in the already shallow gay love department me thinks)...

Hmmmm...... i think thats about it for now...

Note to self - listening to slip sliding away while drinking gin and tonic does not help serotonin levels! Must endeavour to not fight and be happy!!!!

Oh SA! I miss you :(

Transitioning...

Well hello there to anyone who is reading this. This is my first official blog on this website - and after a very short stint on news 24 I'm somehow finding this outlet a little more up my alley.

Anyway this is going to be a really brief blog - as it's close to midnight here in dirrrty ole Londontown - and I am really pooped. I finished work less then two hours ago - not because I really had a lot to do - but more so because my role as the general dogs body and occastional tea lady requires me to churn out nonsensical irrelevant graphs at warp speed with one hand - and stir the milk and two sugars with the other hand....Add that to the yoke that's around my neck courtesy of my boss and I am not a very happy chappy.

I shouldnt complain too much though - my job here, in the now crumbling uk banking industry, has allowed me to do the things that I have always dreamed of doing (seeing the Sistien Chapel - going to a Wimbledon match - having high tea at the ritz - partaking in the binge drinking culture and puking on my freshly dry cleaned suit...) and for that I will always be grateful.

But unfortunately along with the anti social drinking culture that prevails here in the uk (particularly amongst the finance workers) I also have to deal with a whole barrage of office politics which makes me feel like I am living on another universe when I compare it to my experiences and the people in SA.

Anyway - to get to the point of this blog - today I made the decision! To transition from London back to where my heart really is - which is home - Sunny Seductive SA. So after months of not knowing what is going to become of my life - I finally have the resignation date in mind and am arranging to book a plane ticket accordingly! What I will be doing when I get back is another story altogether - all I know is that I never want to work for a corporate again - too many ridiculous issues - and not enough creative energy.

Unfortunately though - as good as I feel about my news - I feel inconsolably depressed that my amazing flatmate is leaving too - this weekend infact. She has been my saviour here in this cold city - and I am thankful everyday that I got to cross paths with someone so incredible. I dont really have the time to get into all the things that she has done with her life that make her one of the strongest woman on the planet that I know, but I will say that she is leaving London to return home to Australia - but refuses to take a plane - and is instead cycling (on a mountain bike) all the way from London to Brisbane!

Crazy i hear you say - but believe me - if anyone can do it - its her. Needless to say that now as it is at the point where we are packing her stuff into boxes - and making sure we are not taking each others dvds and books - I am feeling a little low. So again - I am transitioning from living with a very cool wicked and fantastic person - to living without one...

And finally as it fast approaches midnight - I am transitioning from conciousness to (hopefully) a peaceful slumber....I would love to keep on writing - as this is therapeutic - but sleep beckons and i am a slave to REM's

Peace out -
Much Love and Later Dayz -
CM :)