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When I travel, I like to hold myself prisoner in a way by taking only one (1) book, two at very most; usually ones I've been unable to get through or require no distractions (i.e. the other five books I have by my bed table), so I'll be forced to read it/them on the plane and/or by the seaside (or wherever I wind up). I need to take a break from ( Read more... )

Huzzah!!1! Home from a half-day of unexpected office time, and collected the mail to find this waiting:

13th September 2011

Dear Mr Hospodar

On behalf of the Government and people of Australia, I am delighted to advise that your application for Australian citizenship has been approved.
[&c &c] ...Now I get shheduled for a date to take the Aussie ( Read more... )

Spring slowly seeps into Sydney! The last few days have been warm and sunny - though we're due for some cooler swingdown this weekend, dammit - and last night was warm enough to keep the windows open for quite a bit. Best of all, that most summery of sweet night air was curling gently around, pulling me out and into the yard to stand in its swirl ( Read more... )

No, really!! ! I thought it was a migraine as I huddled in pain 10 hours yesterday but after a groggy codeinonight of don't-you-dare-toss-and-turn-lest-risk-pukology and waking up at 4am with a weird amnesiac burst of not knowing who/what/where but remembering my cats and recalling some sort of headache memoreeee-yuh I awoke much better around 7am ( Read more... )

As I spiral into a dismal olde age creaky and grumbly enough to finally match my curmudgeonly personality, I've been battling a mad winter's spree of dry skin. All my old skin creams seemed to be having no effect. Worried a bit, I went to the doctor, who checked and biopsied and shrugged at the tests results: "Nothing shows. It's just an ( Read more... )

Poor nverzeanu should have been warned that, when thinking of dream homes, I tend to think of Pee-Wee's playhouse and Richie Rich's mansion filtered through remote central Californian hodgepodge anything-goesness ( Read more... )

As a massive and unrepentant Beatles fan, there is very little I wouldn't do to get hold of & watch new footage, interviews, insights into that greatest height of the Heroic Age Of Rock And Roll. Many are the cheapo dvds that litter the shelves of the dacha, viewed once and then forgotten, bought in the hopes that this five-second clip will reveal ( Read more... )

Throneside browse-through reading: Poisoned Pens: Literary Invective from Amis to Zola,ed. Gary Dexter. Some good bile, wily trashings, and generally creative bitchiness dealt upon all and literary sundry by all and literary sundry ( Read more... )

DEARMOTHER ISISTARTETHENAYOKO THIS ENDLESS SQUALLSPITSPLATTERRAIN ( Read more... )