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When it rains it pours...

The weather over here is pretty much the same temperature all the time. There is now extreme cold or extreme hot. Just extreme centre. I used to like that.

But now, it's old to me. It's like one day just seems to slip into the next and I can't really remember if it's April or December because the weather certainly doesn't give me any indication.

I hate to complain about the weather. It is such a trivial, inconsequential component. One that we can't control, so what is the point in talking about it.

I'm happy my mood will soon be lifted.

The excitement is building for a surprise visit by a truly cool Canadian travelling chick to Belfast.

Our friend A.K. not only saved my lonely, anti-girlie girl butt on a booze cruise in Corfu, Greece, she also put me up in her bed in Edinburgh for the festival AND made Leeds a pit stop on her final trek around England before jetting off back to Canada.

Also Ms. A.K. only stayed for a couple of months when she got back there.

She was off again to Australia this time and came back only last September after getting accepted into a PR course.

Finished her year - and finished being a student - she is off on a bit of a UK adventure and has decided to stop off and see us in Belfast!!!!

And, if that's not enough, we'll have visitors from Leeds again the weekend after she leaves. So nice that friends just can't keep themselves away. Especially in light of my current weather mood.

But with the good comes the bad, almost like a metaphor for the weather over here. Equally cold and hot all in the same week.

D is off to North America for THREE WEEKS!! Can everyone hear me now?? THREE WEEKS!!

Please see: Things I'm accepting about Me post.

I..CAN'T..BE..ALONE!

I'm independant and not a needy person. But I just get bored. REALLY EASILY.

So, as happy as I am for the arrival of some old familiar girlie faces, I am sad for the days to come as it means Mr. D is off jet setting.

So happy that his mind is being challenged. Although, will miss him terribly.

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