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"Did I mention how much I love you?"
"Yes, but it would have had more impact if you were naked..."
Ah, the satisfying feeling of a warm bowl of home-made pumpkin curry in the belly and a second helping by your side!
Knowing full well that the 9 days straight work-week (so far, only four more days to go!) and the 5 nights out in a row have taken their toll on my brain meats.
I no longer have a brain; it has been turned into mush.
So much like mush that I am taking the night off marking and using it instead to load every CD i own onto my ipod while I eat curry and watch goodnewsweek.
It is John's birthday on Wednesday. I won't say what I got him just incase something is let slip, but for the first time ever NOTHING is Starwars related:) We'll be popping down for Kareoke at the Manhattan bar (don't ask, I don't know either). This weekend is Supanova, so I'll be busy during the day, but up for a party come evening.
My job at Kinross is almost over. I'm sad, but I'll be glad for the rest. The kids have been really sweet about it which makes it even harder.
I'll be back for relief until something else comes up.
I've got to start saving for the Nullabour Crossing.
The idea of driving across the country with two chicks that I adore is getting better and better the more that I ignore the leaving them behind in Melbourne part.
I am already planning my wardrobe, playlist and on route meals!
What I should be planning is my ticket home.