Ah huh. Why not just join the BBC? Or enrol in RADA and become a splendid actress? What you are is immensely talented and beautful and passionate, and I hold you in too high regard to stomach the idea of you wilfully becoming a drone, even if it is an (eventually) very highly paid one. It's been a while since I've seen you and even longer since we've spoken on completely stress free terms, and you've probably changed a lot, but I still care about you and I want you to be happy, really happy. Be careful.

Now feel free to tell me to stick it up my bum.

Australia smells. I want to come home. Whine.

Ari.xxx