Last night here and me and the boyfriend will be going out in style with an evening of drinking before a 10 AM flight. Wee.

The last three weeks have brought me to a new country, three new cities, more drinking than my entire life combined (my god can the Australians drink, and are insistent on making anyone nearby respond in kind; I'm also certain alcohol is stronger here than in the US. ), eighty-six photos on flickr (at the moment of this posting) and plenty of making out.

It also seems to have cemented an earlier consideration, made a few months ago actually, as to the possibility of moving to Sydney.

I have expressed on this site before both my tendency of boredom and my sense of picking up and running off someplace. My wanderlust. I think I have documented the behavior here once or twice, maybe? Anyway I've been in New York City over five years now. I got here not knowing anyone, homeless, broke, drifting. I'm at a peek higher than I've known in my entire life, with stability and insurance and prospects and happiness. It occurred to me recently, reflecting on a conversation I had with someone before I moved to NYC actually, about how most people can't make it last longer than their first year. Certainly that was the consensus before I made the trip, and it's with a bit of a grin that I make the decision, for myself, that I did indeed "make it."

So reaching the summit of the mountain has left me with a feeling of what next. I've been thinking of other places to go, like London for starters, but there are some conveniences to Sydney that the boyfriend and I feel like we can use to our advantage.

So the plan at the moment is by the end of the year, I will be up and trans-located for approximately one year to live in Sydney. My lease in my apartment doesn't go up until September anyway, so that puts a bit of a cap on things. He and I both acknowledge that it's a smidge early to be planning on living together (though it being after December is a nice cushion) so that's not so much the plan as it is the anticipation. The company I work for has offices in Sydney (and Melbourne!) so it's very plausible I can get transferred easily enough.

It's exciting, and I'm happy about it. I will miss NYC, though nothing precludes me coming back. I do have to figure out what to do with my furniture now though. And what to tell my parents….

In parting, before I go take a shower and put on my gay pants, I leave a link to a video taken by a friend of mine from a SL-related party in the beginning of April. We were sooooo drunk, and I kissed a girl! Once I can figure out how to directly host the video I'll replace it with a clip below.

July 03, 2008 update:

As promised, here's a direct copy of the aforementioned video:

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Entry last modified: July 3, 2008 at 10:16 am.

26 April 2008 at 11:43 pm
the daily things, video, alcohol, australia, australians, flickr, happiness, joshua kisses girls, moving to sydney, new york city, prospects, wanderlust