Things Achieved
Booked ticket to NZ for January… flying into Auckland and out of Wellington… methinks adventures will ensue… email me for dates if you’re keen to hook up…
Cooked fush and chups for diner (getting into the Kiwi flow here)
Corresponded with a complete stranger via facebook. Uh Oh. Will keep you posted (and no you naughty things, there’s no point going to check out the evidence on my profile, it was behind closed doors).
Read a couple of chapters of Wizard’s First Rule, it’s on the list and it’s taken me forever to actually get into it… and now, at all of chapter 38 I can’t put it down. Sheesh, was planning not to get into it so I don’t have to read all the others… May be stuck now.
Played a few turns in Scrabulous. Which shall be called my nemesis and the biggest time waster on Facebook, next to Facebook itself. Seriously, if you haven’t joined up DON’T DO IT.
Oh go on then… and let me know when you have so we can be frendz… and so I can beat your arse at Scrabulous.

Overslept and missed the staff meeting. Tsk Tsk naughty me, but the sleeping in was lovely.
Chatted out the window to my new neighbour who needs a name. He has one, of course but I can’t be telling you what it is. So he needs a blog name. Oh, I know… I shall call him Rhino. (like duh… because he snores and because to get away from the snorage I had to change my room around).
That is all. Now I must REALLY go and do some work…

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” He says, rising on his heels, his hands behind his back. His spiffy blue uniform is the only thing he’s got going for him, actually he comes across as the quintessential ‘British Bobby’. Straight out of a movie or a comic book.
“It was nothing officer, I… I… I… just, sort of walked out of the shop with it… by accident.”
[under my breath and beet red… “Shit, bugger, poo…”]
ed. the language round here is going downhill rapidly… alert the blog authorities
“Open your purse, young lady…”
[eyes light up.. young? He thinks I look young?]
I open my purse… he peruses… thoughtfully.
“Right, what’s this then?” he says as he withdraws an envelope.
I’m gobsmacked… He’d missed it… breathing resumes normal patterns…
He opens the envelope and reads the contents.
Ah, right then, I see you’ve got an appointment with us already… we’ll take this up with you then…
I nod and smile and take back the envelope.
Relieved.
And a tiny bit excited actually… Why?
Appointment Details.

Welcome to the Asylum.
I spent the afternoon sleeping off a migraine. At least that’s what it feels like. I’m feeling better now because I threw back a couple of Tylenol PM – (them’s some great ‘merican drugs – can’t get them here. As I’m down to my last two I’m thankful that Chicken is coming over in July… she can stock me up with more.)
Last night and this evening have been spent messing with the style-sheet. Only marginally different than the previous incarnation … a retro background, new fonts etc. Nice and easy. You may notice I’ve gone from image links for my blogroll to text. As I use Bloglines to read all my fav blogs and I keep that much more up to date than I was the image links this is much easier. If you don’t see your blog up there and you want me to add it, leave a comment and I’ll check you out!!
There’ll be a few additions and substractions as I decide what I really want …
In other news, I’m about to end week 1 of 365 days, a flickr project wherein I take a picture of myself every day for a year. It’s been an interesting exercise, even this early in the piece, particularly as it makes me have to think creatively at least once every day. This is a v good thing considering I spend my life living the technical… You can find the set here… or watch daily in the flickr badge over there on the right.
Ooh, and speaking of technical… I’m about to cross a big personal/professional divide – I’ll post pictures when I have the goods… v exciting…

The Laying on of Hands – the Fine Line between Pleasure and Pain at the local Massage Parlour.
Stalking and Subterfuge – When Does the Love of a Story and the Sending of a Fan Letter Cross the Line?
Effing Real Estate Agents Episodes Two and Three – The Fair Trading Office and its Big Brother the Tenancy Tribunal.
Out of Office Assistant – On Preparing so Far in Advance for your Vacation you Make Yourself Redundant.
Going to Bat – Having a Boss Who Will Back your Colleagues into an Apologetic Corner on Your Behalf. [Thanks Cap’n]
Packing Up and Packing My Bags- The Trans-Car Park and Trans-Pacific Expresses Roll into Town.
So…
Which one do you want first?