Getting Stuck In

Yes, I know, it’s been a little time in coming, but I am still a participant in the blogging craze, which, it seems, has lasted longer than the phenomenon of furbies, and so I give you a fresh post.

Well, what can I say? Except that I’m now living in Canada and I kinda like it. I’m driving Nick’s car so the isolation and loss of independence i ranted about the last time is not an issue these days.

I'm also going through an alcohol detox after my farewell binging that lasted about three weeks, or was it more. Anyway, these days I’m taking it easy, well sort off.

I was out in town for a few drinks last Friday, but even the mentality of drinking here is completely different. Sobriety was the theme of the night, with just 2 Smirnoff ice passing my lips. Although I think that was best considering I was with my football team and the Smirnoff ice was 7% instead of the usual 5% back home. (Girls, I might as well have been drinking pints of bud... u know what I mean)

I know, shocking!!!

Anyhoot, life here is good, I do miss home sometimes, but I expected that. So all in all, im not hugely regretting my decision to come here, (deep breaths everyone, AND… release) and sleeping next to Nick again is everything I imagined and remembered it to be.

So, be happy for me, cos as the title says, I’m getting stuck in

Nat