AND THE CURE!!!

i've actually got a facebook account now, after so many years of holding out against friendster. paul from the inncrowd adds me to his facebook and i'm really delighted because he's such a cutie, and i really liked him from when he was in the hostel. ALSO because he's "IN FUCKING SYDNEY TOO"! so we meet today on oxford, and i wondered if something was up.

i'm sitting outside stonewall, the sun is full in my face and two council workers are doing what council workers do, or rather, not do. he appears looking really pasty and white, but cute. we settle down in battuta and i go for lemon twist tea by reflex. we're chatting for a little while about nothing really, when paul just came out and said it. which made things easier. we then spent hours on that little table beside the window watching boys and discussing our experiences. i'd jump him, but not yet, maybe when i have a joint and we both have jobs.

it's amazing because last we met we'd been trudging down selegie in the swamping heat, perspiring and looking for ah-balling. now we're walking down city streets together in jumpers, in the sydney winter, watching boys, and huddling together because of the cold. it's awesome, fucking amazing.




it's also really grand how i was working just last monday and now i'm cavorting around the harbour bridge and opera house and blue mountains and oxford street. things are happening so quickly now, and i simply do not have time for moments. it's all a whirlwind of dashing madness. this is 16, 17, 18, thinking of possibilities. it is now, on the train to byron and nimbin. to indonesia, to packing, saying goodbye to friends and then leaving. it's all happening now and i'm afraid i'll miss it. but we'll see, there's still the ocean to reckon with.