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Nov. 16th, 2009 03:25 pmWhat I have to do before I can blog about last Saturday:
1. Finish compiling and dealing with the 5000 words of notes I created in Sydney.
2. Write a seafight.
3. Write a review (which I'll blog).
4. Wash some dishes.
5. Put the rubbish out (dead refrigerators make the rubbish continue to appear - but I can put the recycling out at the same time and some of my floor will be visible and the rest will be a swimming pool).
6. Find out where I put the list of things I had to do today.
7. Check my handbag for stray notes that need evil things done unto them.
8. Dream of cooler weather. (Honestly, it's only Spring - why on earth are we getting temperatures that belong in February?)
9. Start catching up with emails. (hah! it's impossible to catch up with emails - all I can do is not them them scare me)
10. Ring my mother. After all, Uncle Abe was her uncle and she'll be home from the funeral soon.
ETA: I've done 8/10 and discovered on the phone that this is not a good week for lots of people round me. Be gentle on yourselves, folks!
1. Finish compiling and dealing with the 5000 words of notes I created in Sydney.
2. Write a seafight.
3. Write a review (which I'll blog).
4. Wash some dishes.
5. Put the rubbish out (dead refrigerators make the rubbish continue to appear - but I can put the recycling out at the same time and some of my floor will be visible and the rest will be a swimming pool).
6. Find out where I put the list of things I had to do today.
7. Check my handbag for stray notes that need evil things done unto them.
8. Dream of cooler weather. (Honestly, it's only Spring - why on earth are we getting temperatures that belong in February?)
9. Start catching up with emails. (hah! it's impossible to catch up with emails - all I can do is not them them scare me)
10. Ring my mother. After all, Uncle Abe was her uncle and she'll be home from the funeral soon.
ETA: I've done 8/10 and discovered on the phone that this is not a good week for lots of people round me. Be gentle on yourselves, folks!