About half an hour ago there was a loud bang and our building shook. I thought at first it was an earthquake, but it didn’t feel like the right sort of shaking. My boss was just coming out of his office on his way home, and we discussed what it could be – the obvious…
In my old diary, I used to post recipes from time to time. As I haven’t done that for a while (in fact, never in this diary, I think?), I thought yesterday that as I was going to bake something to take to a games evening at the Gwilks’ last night, it would be fun…
Bother! I just wrote half of a long and hopefully interesting entry, then accidentally clicked on a link without opening a new tab in my browser, and lost everything. 🙁 I really hate it when that happens. When will I ever learn to write entries off-line first… Oh well, I’ll just have to try and…
I’ve had a few really cool second-generation catches in the last couple of days. The best was Season of the Monsoon by Paul Mann, which I released at the Dunedin convention in February and was caught by someone from Denmark who said they’d be releasing in in Thailand. Well, they did, and it was caught!…
It’s only 4 days into the term, and already I’m sick of studying. Of course, that could be something to do with the fact that I’ve spent the last 4 hours (ok, 3 – I had a break to watch Dr Who) writing a really tedious essay: 375 words in Spanish (which in terms of…
Term has started again, so it’s back to the slog of study work study work with not a lot of time for anything else. Oh well, only 6 more weeks… (and few weeks studying for the exam, and the exam itself…) and then I’ll be free! Well, semi-free, anyway. At least I’ll be finished with…
Spring has finally arrived, and against all expectations it’s actually feeling quite Spring-like. The weather was mild enough today that I was able to sit outside to have my lunch, and walking home tonight the air was full of the scents of blossom. There’s even a few daffodils springing up amongst the weeds in our…
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MrPloppy and I went to the movies the other night, to see 50 Ways of Saying Fabulous, which was filmed in Omakau (where Dad lives) and the surrounding area. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a great film – the acting was pretty ropey (understandably, considering most of the characters were children, but a lot of the time…
Dad and Stepmother came back from Australia on Saturday. They were staying the night at Stepsister’s house this time instead of with us, but they dropped in at our place to pick up their car (which they’d left at our place to avoid paying for long-term parking at the airport – what with Brother’s car…