[m i a o w] the cat

I am at work. It’s almost 7pm. They have stuffed up my pay, so I am trying to be more stringent with money than usual. The thing I hate about coming to Melbourne for work is that I always end up as a waif and stray for some of the time. The nights where I hang by myself. My friends that live here have their own regular committments to get on with…. rotfl

[In the middle of my sad little self indulgent whine, my mobile rings! It’s E - who has been let off early and she promises to cook me dinner and says ‘come on home’. I think I must be a bear of little brain to be consoled so simply. Au revoir.]