Pizza Pizza

This is how big the pizza slices are here (you buy them by the slice). This is us with Brooklyn's very own Jarrah G, after a couple of drinks on a muggy, rainy night. It's so humid at the moment - 97% humidity to be exact, which spells frizzy hair for me. I have to buy myself a doo-rag (not sure how you spell that).

David wants to get corn rows (although in his case they'd be called "pumpkin rows"). Just kidding. I'm just trying to fill up some space.

Write to me and tell me what's been happening in Melbourne. To a certain young lady who knows who she is, CONGRATULATIONS! We'll definitely be coming back for your conubials. (again, spelling...actually I don't even know if conubials is a real word or made up for Kath and Kim. Someone write to me and tell me about Melbourne, and word origins).

And here's a pic of David working out where we can put our bed in our new apartment. We got the keys today, so we'll start to move stuff in and be settled by Wednesday methinks.

toodles!