With 36 24 hours to go until my flight back home, I can't help but to think how I'll miss this place over the upcoming months. It's hard to not be such a drama-queen about this, but I'm seriously going to miss Melbourne. If all goes to plan, in a few weeks I'll be working at a multinational oilfield service company, doing core-logging and learning a few things about the wonderful world of geophysics. If things don't go to plan, I'll be at home learning how to use FL Studio. Ok, say, if I choose the first option, I'll be a super bad-ass geologist by the end of February. If I choose the latter, I'll be a super bad-ass electro-shit spewing machine. I'll be sexier than Aphex Twin on his sexiest day. Very sexy indeed.