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Today still hurts, but not quite as much, and besides, I'm tired of it all and moving on. If my body decides not to move on with me, then that's its problem. Also, I ate a small custard apple. Decent custard apples are hard to find in Canberra, so this is a matter for quiet rejoicing.

Today is hours and hours of bibliographical work (again) and then an evening of Beastliness. Possibly also an hour of Beastliness in between the bibliographies. Also, when I need a break, review books. I've run out of excuses not to read review books, for Aurealis books have finally started appearing and I have to make a start on them next week.

What else is interesting in my life? Too much...

One thing that I have found out through the intarwebz is that all my Australian East Coast friends with chronic ailments are in great pain right now. This is why I'm resigned. It will improve when the weather stabilises for me, and I shall do all the right things and minimise the problems. I shall also say "So there!" a lot, to people who believe that there are cures for these things.

One more piece of news (a reminder, not something new) for anyone who can get ABC (Australian ABC) my brother's 2 part whatever starts next Tuesday at 10 pm. I'll finally get to know what he's been working on!! (My family is not good at communications, on the whole.)

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Last night, during teabreak, somehow we ended up talking about stuff I won't publish. One student was utterly horrified (and I'm not sure that the others were best pleased) when they discovered that I have fiction sitting on my computer that is good enough to get published (and in which publishers have been interested) and yet I refuse.

Just because a publisher wants it, doesn't mean I want my name on it. "Use a different name," was the suggestion. No. I still won't be happy with it. In the end, everyone agreed that it was my decision, but it entirely horrified them.