This time 5 years ago, I was standing in front of the TV feeling sick. We’d had a party planned at work that day – we were all feeling like we needed something to perk us up after a long winter, so in “any excuse for a party” mode, we decided we’d celebrate St Elvis’…

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…

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!…

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…

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…

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…