ooft. bathroom troubles. for the whole day. listening to the grumbles and fustration. rahhh, my mood has gone down, but hunger games have lifted it up (which sounds really materialistic...)
really, wasted heaps of money, hundreds of dollars gone, just because things don't fit. maybe we should have gotten a professional to do it...
bro's exam isn't in the conservatorium. apparently it's in a "new-ish" AMEB centre, obviously somewhere i haven't been.
busy busy day tomorrow.