so here i am

in melbourne. it is cold. not really, but in my last minute packing frenzy, i didn't pack any cold weather accessories and didn't think my winter jacket would be necessary. incorrect. the most unsettling thing may be that houses don't all have their heating on so it's like an icebox inside. i have the bestest hosts i could hope for. i've got my own space heater which i turn up to get toasty warm. i'm hustling baby, trying to find a job. i've got 3 appointments lined up with temp agencies tomorrow. i've never done a typing test, wonder how i'll do? it's strange being back, a lot of things are the same. the transient nature of ny it does not have, not that that's a bad thing. at least i'm not totally disorientated. i recognize many stores and restaurants.

i noticed a pair of shoes in target, i think, that were EXACT rip-offs of my dolce vita wedges. wtf? i brought them across the world for nothing! also, a petite, soft-spoke asian bank teller's nametag said: leticia. heh. also, there is a korova milk bar outpost here? exact same logo. for another touch of home, i spotted chop't and new york burger co. i had lunch at a nice veg cafe near where i'm staying. i spotted 3 cute, but young, guys. i might just have to become a regular.

yeah, i'm in the land where complete strangers will offer to give me a lift from the airport and to hang out since i don't know anyone here. from the goodness of their hearts, i believe. it's restoring my belief in humanity.