At the Lounge, and not much to do. I'm waiting for Marcus to arrive; we have a date to fly back to Melbourne together tonight. The poor guy has been trying to call me for weeks now, and I keep forgetting to return his calls.
It's funny to meet him in Sydney rather than Melbourne. Lately, it's come to that, hasn't it? In general, I mean.
As much as I love this city, it always feels so good knowing I'm flying back home, and I'm always itching to be back. I get to see Yuki tonight! Yay!
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