Over the weekend, my girlfriends have shown me again and again that true friends stand by your side in times of need. Even when you tell them that there is no need to do so. Packing up my things till 3am on a Saturday night, listening to my incessant whines over the weeks, sending heartwarming messages throughout the weekend, offering a place to crash, and the list goes on.

"Thank you" is hardly sufficient.

So I’ve moved out, and it’d be another 3 weeks before I can move into my new place and call it home. In the meantime, work continues to be crazy, but thanks to all the help I got over the weekend, I can finally concentrate on it proper now.

Oh, and if I were a punter, I’d look for those ‘number’ books (the ones with the lottery numbers indicated with every item imaginable?) and look up the lottery number for an orange. I had a very smooth, efficient and pleasant experiences with both my lease agent and self-storage space operator. Coincidentally, both companies have the word ‘orange’ in their names :)

Back to work now - thinking of martinis and steak sandwiches at Morton’s :P