Forward motion

Sooooooooooo, the interview on Friday was a bit of a disaster, but perhaps I will get the job if every other applicant turns out to be a complete idiot. There's always hope. Never mind because there is other excitement to distract me; I have a place to live! My friend put me in contact with an old work mate who is looking for a flatmate and we met up on Saturday after work, I had a look at the place, we agreed on a price and a day to move in and I'm set! It was all too easy really. The place is in Goodwood, really close to everything, trains, trams and more importantly, The Showground! Come September while all those other suckers are searching or paying through the nose for parking I'll be able to stroll out my front door and onto the ferris wheel. Nice. Only problem now is figuring out how to get my bed from it's location at dad's place to my new place without a car... Could strap it to the back of my bike I guess? And most importantly, uni starts next week so I can start worrying about that stuff rather than all the other boring stuff I usually worry about.