Since the last time Ive been religiously taking my multivitamin and my L-Lysine with my magic pills every day, I have to say, that although I’m really not well enough to drag myself to work today, I don’t this its as bad as last time- should be back tomorrow.

Marc called me on Saturday; I’m still smiling about that. We talked for about an hour- gossip from the wonderful world of the west where we grew up and we talked about Christmas and New Year. It was so lovely, its like no matter how much time goes by or evil things that you say or email to each other when you get together for a chat again its like you were never apart- that’s real fucking friendship folks.

He invited me to go and stay with him and Michael when I get home- if staying with my folks gets a bit much.

I have to say that when I first found out about the situation, obviously I was kinda upset and confused, but now I think “Wow, I could end up with two Marcs,” wouldn’t that be great- so I’m very curious and excited to get home now.

I cant stop thinking about it actually, walking down to Willy and my fave second hand bookstore at Dougie pde, the record store next to the new age shop- with the meditation balm that I’m sure I’m the only person in the world who likes it, sitting on the rotunda in the park in the sun checking out my new CDs and trinkets, lying on my Nans backyard barefoot and endless cups of teas and chats about everything, beers with Darren and Danny, going to highpoint with Marc and giggling over the people who are still bogons, the ferry to St. kilda, the drive to Aspendale in the sun to see Deb, swimming in her pool, she gave me an old t-shirt to wear in and it was white! Hee, parties with Deb and Tulls and Ash, and at the end of the day a J on the back veranda looking at the stars.