Today was St Patricks day, and is a universal excuse for a piss up really!

Last night was highly amusing. Lesley my room mate came home drunk and ended up moving out… I think from what I could understand a friend of hers in the city had offered her a bed in his hostel in exchange for some cheesy pasta….. problem is she owes rent. …. Personally I couldn't go without paying what I owe but I keep being told I am being ripped off so I can see her point. The more worrying thing is that Matt our American housemate has done the same thing ( left withut paying). In his case though I can understand why, he was told he would have a room but instead he lives in the living room of a cottage out the back which is shared with another guy and only separated by a patrician in the middle. They have been able to do this because Joy has gone to Adelaide for the week…. I am not looking forward to what will happen when she returns.

So yeah back to St pads day. I had worked all day but in the spirit of saying "yes" to things I decided to go out into the city. The problem with living where I live is that b the time I get home from work, eat , shower and change it is like 9.00 before I get the train…. Then the last train is at 12.30 so I don't get long in the city. However I am glad I went. I met Lesley and Richie ( her cheesy pasta comrade) in a bar called the Elephant and Wheelbarrow which is on Collins St ( I think) and is a traditional British pub. I loved it….. there was a cool Irish jig band and actually a really nice atmosere. The highlight of the night though was getting a free t- shirt. Free is my new favourite word! Unfortunately I missed the last train home so had to pay for a taxi but the wine numbed the pain!