I've always been very good at compartmentalising ... Papa Koala's technique was to put the bad stuff/grief/sorrow/frustration/anger onto a "floppy disk" and put it away ... That's what I've done my whole life. Martyn's always been unimpressed with the technique - he calls it denial and says I don't want to deal with the issues. It's my own coping ( Read more... )

I actually had the intention to try to write something every day but things have just been so crazily busy that by the time I get home from work, cook, de-compress from the day - it's bed time and then the day starts again. I'm writing today because my grandmother is dying and it's making me have lots of thoughts about life, end of life and death ( Read more... )

Australia is hurtling towards an election. Once the caretaker period starts, the ability of government departments to execute contracts and make major decisions comes to an end. What this typically means is a mad and crazy dash for projects to try to get finalised before the election is called. The workload triples and quadruples ... ( Read more... )

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The seven days seemed to fly and I'm back to work tomorrow.  It's been a good week though with lots of sleep, surfing, chilling out and fannish things. ( Read more... )

I have so many choices for what to do tonight.( Read more... )

It's Saturday night here and it's been raining on and off all day with more storms expected.  Given the rumbling of thunder and the heavy rain I can hear now, it doesn't bode well for tomorrow's Dog School - sorry Jerry!  I've taken the week off work and so will spend the rest of this week chillaxing - catching up on reading, some Hong Kong and ( Read more... )

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It was a relatively chilled first day back at work today. ( Read more... )