Relief...

Another big week. On Tuesday the landlord came back and offered us the Ponsonby house, which I gladly accepted on behalf of Nick and I. Luckily, he was pleased. So we move in a fortnight, which I officially can't wait for. Looking forward to settling down somewhere for awhile, sick of the "wherever I lay my phone" deal. And it's exciting to see Becs and Sim (the current flatties) as they get ready to move into their new house. Well, it makes me feel less like a horrible flat vulture...

Handed in possibly the worst essay of uni career on Friday (and by career I mean blasted heath of a career). Am blaming this on extreme work week and general laziness.

We celebrated our channel's third birthday this week which was all very exciting.

Other highlights of the week included finally catching up with Meredith, which was long overdue and got me planning my trip to the states again, a quite bizarre session with a new personal trainer who is apparently obsessed with the Body for Life program, dinner with Hannah and ET on Friday night, which featured every dessert treat we could find and America's Next Top Model for added irony, and going to the last (?) Pelvic Trust party last night with Jenna and Rosie which was fun, except that I felt really tired. I've been on the verge of a cold all week, which I think my flu shot is holding off- for all the flu shot naysayers.