i sometimes wonder

did i do the right thing in coming here? or alternatively, did i do the right thing in agreeing to stay longer than planned? life here in general is quite good, and yes, i'm having experiences, but at what sacrifice?

how will i feel when gina goes back to canada for good?

is there enough here to make me stay?

i miss my dryer, fluffy towels, my dvd collection, listening to scott mills, waking up at 5 in the morning to watch a chelsea game with kiki and bananas, oaty squares and cheesy movie night, the spicy hut swimming rama, hugs and kisses, mom, all of my clothes, my car, coffee, stump jump, my mac, fresh mountain air (and water), cooking in my kitchen, my bed with silver and purple sheets, my duvet, my pillows, my bathtub, my bathroom, my neighbours, my friends, guilty pleasure, getting drunk on valentime's day with geeeena,

ok...pity party is over.

so i don't have a drier...whatever. if i buy nice towels, they'll always be fluffy, i can watch other dvds...or you know, go out, i can listen to scott mills for 45 minutes every day, i can go to a chelsea game and call kiki and bananas, i can try to make oaty squares and induct others here into cheesy movie night, thai food abounds here so find a place that makes swimming rama, hug and kiss random strangers, visit my mom, buy new clothes, rent a mini for the weekend, buy coffee for my coffee press, find another GSM wine from the barossa valley, ship my mac over, go to the alps for fresh mountain air and water, cook in this kitchen, buy silver and purple sheets for my bed here, ok i like my duvet here and the pillows aren't so bad, take more baths, meet more of my neighbors (daniel and steph are pretty great), embrace my friends here, get drunk with geeena in the UK when she gets here adn we can pretend its valentimes day

whew - now i can get to work.