So, I’ve arrived, safely and soundly in Bris Vegas (aka Brisbane, QLD), and have quickly come to the conclusion that unpacking sucks majorly.

It’s not so much the whole moving process, that was fairly painless, but unpacking all of my stuff is a major headache. I am pretty much just hating on it real bad right now. I have stuff strewn from ear hole to arsehole all over my bedroom, and am currently trying to sort out what goes where. I’m taking a break right now because I just need to stop for a while.

That’s really it as far as life goes at the moment.