happiness is ...

(In reverse chronological order)

Midnight snack with mum, shoulder-to-shoulder on barstools (no alcohol involved but, sadly), hearing about her newfound passion for line-dancing, celebrating the beginning of Lodger-Free Fortnight, and deconstructing English grammar.

Handing in assignment 22+ hours ahead of deadline saving inter alia a trip to uni tomorrow, and rewarding yourself with an evening nap and a little reality TV.

Having a wonderful man offer to cook you dinner on long-weekend Sunday before taking you out to 'the shabbie trashie old pubs of this beautiful city in which we live'.

Surprising yourself with unprovoked and insightful-sounding contributions to Employment Law tutorial despite having done no study all semester other than listening to recorded lectures.

Catching up with a bunch of Science comrades over a long dinner in an Indonesian-run western cafe (a few of those around!). We ... er, fine they, have gone on to bigger and better things, which can but fill me with tremendous hope. [Sidetrack: slightly amused that these folks from my pre-fall days (insert own interpretation), many of whom good Christians and some having been deliberately put in the know, manage to avoid reference to my deviant ways in all manner of communication.]

Pondering the endless possibilities of When Harriet Met Sally.

Kicking off the week with someone else's mum's cooking, chardonnay (not the mum's), Desperate Housewives, and one of your dearest (who, like yourself, dreads the day that the foregoing fuse to define the bane of her existence).

Realising that who you once mistook for the girl of your dreams has become so much more. Spoil each other with cook-ups and impromptu visits. Get to know your respective significant others. Wander through mainstream entertainment venues looking thoroughly out-of-place and equally indifferent. Punctuate terribly highbrow conversation with gossip, misused legal jargon, and juvenile musings on anything from cosmetics to STDs. Stay in touch across continents.

Sunny Saturday arvo, in the city apartment of the Amazing Girl Engineer (AGE), Tipping the Velvet. [More about AGE later, when the opportunity presents itself.]

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