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There is a strange smell in my office today.
It is a food smell but smells weird.
Sort of like hot dog food.
Which is a bit gross but makes me think have no food at my house and I'll be honest, I am not going to the supermarket any time soon.

On another note, Id just like to share an excerpt form an email exchange between nutbag flatmate and my real estate.

Let me explain the situation first...

We have a ledge in the shower that gets a bit mouldy, so you clean it and then its ok, then it gets mouldy again in this cycle.
My dumb ass flatmate thinks this is the worst thing in the entire world and it clearly makes her life not worth living as she brings this up with the real estate every second day.

So today there was a email exchange, which makes me laugh my face off and also hang my head in shame...

Real estate email:
The Landlord has agreed the remedial work but please would you all note that once the silicone to the bathroom window has been replaced with a plastic trim it will be Tenants responsibility to keep this clean.

Douch bags response:
Thanks for informing us of this work.
Please note: we do keep our bathroom and house clean, it was impossible to keep the black mold/rot at bay as the water was just pouring onto the wooden window sill due of the angle of it...and as a consequence the silicone was just coming away and the window frame has become rotten.
We are all professionals, and take care of this property.
I have lived here now for 10 years.

Oh dear, she really needs to get out more or in fact, just get a life in general.
Saying ' we are all professionals' is maybe the dumbest thing I have ever heard.
I do not want to be grouped in a 'we' with her ever, cause that would insinuate that I care and I clearly could not give 2 sh*ts about the bathroom.
Its has a bath, a toilet, a sink.
Job done as far as I am concerned.
Until the mould grows legs and come to tap me on the shoulder whilst I am brushing my teeth then I am not to fussed.
And to think I have to go home to this sh*t tonight.
Man I need a boyfriend, if only for the fact I could stay at their house instead of my own.

I would really like to write a book about my experience of living with the professional weirdo but think thats already been done.
Damn it.

I totally would.

Attack of the stupid house mates

So housemate number 1 is being a mental case - no news there...she is hiding her tooth paste again so I don't use it.
Please, when will she learn!
When she does this it only encourages me to clean the toilet with her tooth brush.

Housemate no 2 who is usually perfect and great for doing man stuff like killing mice and taking out heavy trash bags had a massive fail last night.
He 'lost' his keys and wallet, when I say 'lost' I mean he left them in a bag at the gym and someone stole them.
So last night was spent fearing for our life while waiting for robbers to enter our house rob us.
Luckily this did not happen and we now have new locks so we are again safe.

Tonight, what am I doing you ask...
Well going home to spit in her toothpaste as I know where she hides it and then I'll have an argument with him over why I am not paying to get new keys cut...sorry champ but was not me that left my brain behind and lost all my stuff!

So after 3 years 6 months and I made it back to Sydney.

Caught up with everyone I wanted to, well except for a few numpties that couldn't be bothered, sorry but I am on a schedule and I am defo not moving my shit around to suit you. Like Kanye says, 'I am in the club for a limited time'.
I did things I liked to do like walk across the bridge, caught a ferry, went to the markets.
And most favoritly caught up with lots of awesome friends.
Makes me realise how good my friends are and that 3.5 years later no one really changes.
What can I say, it was good. Its was homely. Its not London.
But then again, I don't want it to be.
I am now just like Batman, which I have always wanted to be.
I have two life's.
One in London and one in Sydney.
Both are equally as good and different.
Maybe one day Ill have a third life and move somewhere else...
Till then I will do this London thing for a bit and keep my 1 metre square storage unit in Sydney.
Nothing is permanent till that gets shipped over.