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Today's class was such a great deal of fun. Evil Gillian only emerged twice, though, and I only got halfway through my single page of teaching notes. I think this is a record for me – a half a page for 6 hours of teaching. Since this group were all people who knew me not, I got to use all my favourite jokes as if for the first time. Whatever will I do if ever people get to know me more widely?

I had eleven students and they wre all bright and interested and thinking. I feel as if this morning was about five minutes ago and in a few minutes I shall start to teach.

Sydney is green. History is the best subject in the known universe. Fiction writing is the most wonder thing to do in te known universe. And no, I'm not on drugs. It was just that good a day.

My cousin picked me up and I got to stir teenagers and spend happytime with relatives.

Tomorrow may well include a Rivendell moment and time with fantasy maps. Also movies and time with the best of friends.

Sydney may have turned surprisingly chill and I might have a cold, but I totally needed this time here. Something deep inside me, something very tense adn coiled, is unwinding and resting. If it's a cat, then don't be surprised if I start purring.