Crackalackin'

I remember lisening to 5fm when I was in a cast for the first time, and hearing Black Hole Sun about 300 times a day. I loved that song, and I was all sore and in fibeglass and miserable so I would cry when the song got all whirring and strong. I pitied myself so much back then. That was 96, and everyone wore black and white Adidas and smelt like CK One, and I was waiting, waiting, to meet my first real boyfriend.

I went shopping on a large scale on Monday. The visa application thing went well, and the OVC lady seemed impressed with my preparedness. After knowing this would definitely work, then being taken down a few notches, I'm right back up there - and I won't allow some silly mistake in my application be the thing that makes this NOT work.

Lau was fun in the car. She told me a lot about her life. A buddy of ours says she's fun to party with but that he feels like he has nothing to talk to her about - I don't feel that at all. She opened up quite a lot, and so did I, about girl friendships and how she's been hurt before; and ex-boyfriends and her current beau; about the UK and how great it's going to be.
We bought gloves - they were marked R45 but when they rang them up were marked down to 5 bob! So I bought her a pair too - they're soft and white. Rationale - UK = cold. Thus, must have stylish gloves. We bought matching enormous sunnies, black, not tortoiseshell (it is George, hello! Not the BIGGEST selection - although it beats G-town by far!); rationale - we're entering summer in the UK when we fly over. So if you're walking through the Londonium and happen across two lost looking SA girls wearing sunglasses and gloves, you've found us.

It's Uncle Charlie's 23rd birthday on the 21st. My best friend in the whole world, this man is. He's not the blogging type. He told me he thinks I'm his sister. I almost cried. We're getting so old now.
My actual sibling is coming home with family in tow this February. I will be home for Hugo's first birthday.
Ian lands on the 14th, and plans are that he come to Knysna for a bit. After the year he's had, he deserves a little beach time and oysters.

So much to look forward to!

Gotta watch the cashflow.