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I'm back from Sydney and it's cold. I had a lovely weekend, though, celebrating the successes of friends.

My bus got in early (and we had the funniest driver on all the Murray's fleet again - I love it when he's the driver - he makes wild jokes about rotting hands and always gets us in early) and I'm halfway through three different tasks already. The massive dedication to task completion is because Evil Gillian ran off with Jack Dann's Aurealis last night. I have proof!





Now I must redeem myself and catch up with all my work. I won't answer the door, however, just in case it's Jack wanting his award back! (I read Ghosts by Gaslight the other week - totally gorgeous anthology.)

PS The proof of my evilness comes from the cameraphone of jack_ryder

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I've already done worst of my catch-up! I've been home just three hours and it's zero degrees outside and I've crossed 6 things off my "Aargh, must do tonight or else!" list. I'm going to make a cuppa and sit down in my wonderfully warm dressing gown and do nothing at all for an hour (except maybe eat persimmons, since Sydney gave me multiple kinds of heritage carrots, plus some persimmons, just as icing on the marvellous weekend cake) and then I'll contemplate doing the things I need to do if the rest of the week is going to work properly. Or I could sleep. Or I could sleep *while* I eat persimmons and do other things. All things are possible in tonight's world of marvellous efficiency.

While I remember, tomorrow there'll be a new BiblioBuffet article up. I won't have time for extensive posting tomorrow, so I'll let you know now that it will be here: http://www.bibliobuffet.com/bookish-dreaming and that it's something I promised David McDonald (who has no idea I've already written it - should I be nice and tell him, or should I wait and see if he notices?)