Out in the cold.

Never fear! Photos of tomatoes and hairs will follow in a few days... Tonight I am going to The Show and I am Excited. Yeah. I'm going on the Ferris Wheel, I'm going on the Mad Mouse for the first and last time, I'm going to eat heaps of doughnuts, I'm going to look at fireworks (rather than be annoyed by them), I'm going to hold my nose near the animals and buy a few showbags with chocolate in them. Yeah.

Last night I had a bit of an episode. I was out the front in the road talking to a friend who was just passing by for about 10 minutes (we were distracted by the fireworks). During that time my housemate came home and left again, locking the front door behind her leaving me homeless! I had nothing on me at all and was wearing my PJs (which are luckily just trackie daks and a woolly cardie rather than anything slinky. I tried breaking into my house, and you might be pleased to hear that it's no easy feat! I gave up on that and decided to just walk to a mate's house in Unley and get some help. After ringing about 3 people to get my housemate's number I finally got on to her and she went back to ours and opened the door for me. There a few lessons to be learnt from this I think; 1. take your keys with you when you walk someone to their car, 2. leave a spare key with someone close by, and probably most importantly, 3. Commit to memory important phone numbers. The only phone number I could recall without the help of my own phone was my parents'. Not useful for this stuff. My best friend, whose number I use constantly, I had no idea what it was. Not even a faint recollection. Hmm, should probably work on that one!

But it did mean that I had a lovely 20 minute walk through the backstreets of Unley in my pjs, you don't get to do that everyday! And it also meant i got to sit in a heated room and chat about random stuff for a while when I should have been doing my assignment at home. See, procrastination is good, circumstances have conspired to allow it yet again.