Pardon me while I get tired of texting

Oh it's just so difficult to type with your finger wrapped around with a band-aid. And this is not even a real big issue to begin with. But I'm beginning to appreciate my fingers a whole lot more when I get all these cuts... which is like ALWAYS since I got to Cairns. Yeap, everything here just keeps slicing my skin off without me even realizing it.

So TNQ approved my application and they're going to show me through the apartment again (with the current tenants gone) before I sign the agreement. Yay! This could be it. I finally got my own pad right smack in the city. The whole 30 minute walk from Draper Street is just killing me, especially when you're in an attire that's not conditioned to be worn in the hot sun. Gedik mode aside, nobody would've been this patient to go through the whole bus-waiting process which is:

a) uncertain
b) again, uncertain

after being fucked with the effing bus FIVE freaking times. It's ridiculous. No proper bus timings and bus stops. They're going taxi style up here, where you 'hail' a bus... which is the stupidest idea ever because you're just risking your life away most of the time. Thanks to that I missed last Monday's weekly meeting and spent 8 bucks on a cab, only having to arrive at 10 to 9. Bad news man, bad news. Anyhoo the new place is just a 10 minute walk to the office, and it's easyaccess to everything (i.e. ehem ESPLANADE woohoo!) so I'm stoked alright.

I still have a list of touristy things to do here, and I'm just really glad Jen and Jess are around for me to do them with. It's a bitch that they're leaving in a little more than a month, I couldn't ask for better flatties. Last weekend felt so dead when they were in Sydney, seriously. Hamish and the bad weather didn't help much either. We're going to Lake Eacham, which is a lake of volcanic origin in Atherton Tablelands (about an hour's drive from Cairns) this weekend so that should be fun.