Hopelessness

So Tuesday night Stu and I were talking on the phone, about the riots, and he said that Sydney wouldn't be a very nice place to live.

Well.
Wednesday I began a downward slide of hopelessness, despairing of ever living within 50km of him. Didn't get to talk to him on Wednesday night, so by Thursday I was completely without hope for the future. I honestly just wanted to die. Didn't start coming out of it until Friday, when a couple of beers at lunch rekindled the affectionate/positive side of me, and I began to have hope again.

So anyway, it's been a rough week, hence the lack of posts.