sometime in june

The semester is over. i just have one more essay to turn in today. a badly written short story for creative writing.

My current house is starting to resemble mile end which is a pity cos the house itself is rather nice. My housemates on the other hand put barnyard animals to shame. One semester on and the rose tinted glasses have definitely worn away like my toothbrush which i found being used by one of my housemates.The sink is blocked with dirt and grit from the stacks of plates and crockery that have been left for weeks. the kitchen floor is teeming with various generations of cockroaches in different sizes. They leisurely nibble away at food and trash left thoughtfully out on tabel tops and around the floor. the kitchen shelves have turned into nurseries and have small stockpiles of roach eggs that i initially thought were seeds or spices, but thankfully did not sample in my cooking. The living room is littered with... well litter really, your street corner variety. empty cans, food wrappers, bottles. Amongst discarded shoes and female underwear.
My last hope is the cold. Someone smashed the sliding glass of the balcony, and it has since been replaced with a big piece of flimsy cardboard. im hoping that the approaching winter will plunge the living room into a deep freeze and slow down bacterial growth and make the place inhospitable for roaches. That way i can invite people over without fear of them contracting some horrible infection and dying.

I may not have to though. Zom's departure from sydney might mean that i'll move into his room. i'll miss the communal toilets with unpleasant sounds and no queues.

Went to genolan caves with tony, adam pei and sid last weekend. all the while i kept trying fantasising about sneaking away from the main group and exploring the caves on my own, which would have probably resulted in a rather spectacular death. still the caves were amazing along the the beaten path.

morgan is visiting next week. im really looking forward to seeing him, but am bracing myself for incessant grumbling and hyperchondria.

The day after he arrives, six of us are going to rent a camper van and drive up to byron bay and nimbin.