I am currently hemorrhaging friends. Since arriving in Auckland I seem to have done nothing but lose friends. I assume that somewhere along the way I must have made these friends, but the making of friends seems to be a somewhat distant memory now. If I continue to lose friends at this rate, I will soon slip into the territory of having minus friends, which I can only assume are enemies.
Thankfully (well, hopefully) this oozing of friends is more to do with the lure of exotic foreign locations than the overwhelming desire to get as far from me as possible.
The latest to join the exodus is Redbeast. The details of the farewell weekend are hazy, but the memories of her time here are anything but.
Without her and Slydawn around I am likely to unleash my loosely cobbled together opinions on the general public at random. I feel sorry for the unsuspecting person who is coerced into an argument about the relative popularity of windsurfing in Mozambique.
So, there are now several vacancies in the friends department. A desire to engage in vigorous discussion about anything would be considered an advantage. Expressions of interest may be made in the comments field below in the first instance.
until I leave you for a foreign exotic location too that is…
