They Say What They Say

So, like, I didn't really need the the flat tire on my way to gym after work on Friday. How rude of someone to leave a two inch screw on the road for me to ride over. Fortunately the bike shop in Brunswick Street was still open and they fixed it on the spot for me. Very cute repair guy, too. Irish, I think. Or Canadian. Could have been German. Nice accent either way. Not gonna persuade me to get more flat tires though.

But now I have to buy a new D-lock because mine gave up the ghost on Saturday. I don't like leaving my bike with only one lock. Yes, I'm paranoid, but if you'd been bombarded with all the tales of what might happen to bikes which aren't properly secured, then you would be to.

So, like, I didn't really need the the flat tire on my way to gym after work on Friday. How rude of someone to leave a two inch screw on the road for me to ride over. Fortunately the bike shop in Brunswick Street was still open and they fixed it on the spot for me. Very cute repair guy, too. Irish, I think. Or Canadian. Could have been German. Nice accent either way. Not gonna persuade me to get more flat tires though.

But now I have to buy a new D-lock because mine gave up the ghost on Saturday. I don't like leaving my bike with only one lock. Yes, I'm paranoid, but if you'd been bombarded with all the tales of what might happen to bikes which aren't properly secured, then you would be to.

I've just received definite confirmation that one of my closest friends is moving overseas to live with his boyfriend later this year. I knew the possibility that it might happen was there, but up until now it was only an idea. Now O has just about finished the course that brought him to Australia and he has to go back to work, so all of a sudden it's become very real.

I really don't know how I feel about this. On the one hand I'm happy he's found someone to share his life with, especially after the amount of heartache he's gone through. However there's the selfish little part of me who doesn't want him to go. The 'He's my friend and I'm not going to share!' part. Also I really like his boy friend and it's just going to be so weird not having them around all the time.

It's not like this hasn't happened before. K went to live in England about four years ago and it's been over a year now since R went to live in Queensland. And we're all still very close thanks to email and long distance telecommunication. I suppose I just feel like I'm being constantly left behind.

::sigh::

I've just received definite confirmation that one of my closest friends is moving overseas to live with his boyfriend later this year. I knew the possibility that it might happen was there, but up until now it was only an idea. Now O has just about finished the course that brought him to Australia and he has to go back to work, so all of a sudden it's become very real.

I really don't know how I feel about this. On the one hand I'm happy he's found someone to share his life with, especially after the amount of heartache he's gone through. However there's the selfish little part of me who doesn't want him to go. The 'He's my friend and I'm not going to share!' part. Also I really like his boy friend and it's just going to be so weird not having them around all the time.

It's not like this hasn't happened before. K went to live in England about four years ago and it's been over a year now since R went to live in Queensland. And we're all still very close thanks to email and long distance telecommunication. I suppose I just feel like I'm being constantly left behind.

::sigh::