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I haven't had a headache since I got the new lenses. Nor have my eyes felt dry, tired and scratchy. I hadn't realised I had become used to the latter. This is all kinds of awesome. I can put up with feeling dizzy from turning my head too fast and not being able to skim book titles in passing at the library and having to actually look at the books properly for this. And the being able to see things properly (when I look at them through the correct part of the lenses) is kinda awesome as well.

There was a neat essay on Wellington in last weeks Indulgence pull out of the Dom Post, which included the awesome line, "Friends, aquaintances, family, colleagues, strangers - the people provide the beat through Wellington's concrete veins." Something about that imagery really appeals to me. It sounds like the sort of thing that should be on the literature slabs around the waterfront.

Am currently reading in bed. I like this having a laptop business (I'm totally allowed to use it in bed if it's a weekend, right?). The music is playing on my desktop speakers, which are better than the laptop's and I can see the pretty swirly screensaver. I should install pretty swirly screensavers on Pania. Actually, that was easy - I have Vista, so done. Bubbles it is. All I could really want is a remote for itunes on Annabelle, so I can change songs without getting out of bed...

And so far, I have managed to convince my cat not to walk over it.

ANZAC Day is next Saturday and the Returned Services Association have made it possible with this website to donate earlier than the Friday before and download stuff in exchange for your donation - a red poppy for your mobile phone, for example. There's also an electronic Wall of Rememberence.

I'm still going to get a red poppy to wear.

Pretty much ready for the relatives to arrive. I decided that I would arrive at the airport ten minutes after the flight gets in, rather than be there an hour early. Who knows, their flight might be late.

I'm trying to walk to work on a regular basis. Sometimes I remember to take my camera and use it. Below is sunrise over Wellington on Wednesday. Today's wasn't nearly as pretty.

They arrived after midnight last night. I went down to show them where I lived so they didn't have to hunt for the house in the dark and found my sister sitting in the car while my brother-in-law peed over the edge. Some time later, after pumping up the airbed and vaguely awake conversation, we all retired for the night once more.

My brother-in-law is a rather nice chap, if rather blokey and not at all geeky. They brought down my last three boxes (I have pirate lego again!) here, as well as a bbq and gas bottle and he was surprised when we went and helped him to bring up the boxes. My sister, not feeling well, stayed in the house, reading M&B in a chair.

This was after he burned all the gorse. He wanted to burn it and reckoned that it would be easier and faster than taking it to the dump. He was wrong on the last count and probably wrong on the second, but he burned the entire bag of gorse we had left and so we have a patio again! He also managed to melt a hole in the tarp, but that's okay. The lounge is still cooling down.

maudlinrose made cupcakes that had geranium and orange peel icing and were so very nice that they're practically all gone.

I have lots of stuff again: my childhood tea-set, of which the teapot would do a nice cup for one now; the china doll my Gran made to look like me (red hair, blue/green eyes); cards, photos and random memorabilia; five years worth of high school ID photos and magazines; two wood money boxes and a gonk made in three years worth of woodwork classes; assorted figurines now discarded; pirate lego (all except the big ship, which was already down here); and, of course, lots of books. I will be discarding about half a dozen and the rest I have to find a home for. Considering that I already needed a new bookcase, I am now in dire straits and shall visit the Warehouse earlier than I had planned to get another one that will hold hardbacks, since that's what I desperately need room for, even more so than the paperbacks! Of course, I have to update my catalogue with all these.

We are planning to go down to see the free Fringe Festival thing called Gravity and other Myths, which apparently includes fire and circus acts, just what I always wanted to see. If my sister isn't feeling well enough, we'll come home, we can feed them (the more they resist our food the more I want to make them eat) and I'll go see it another night.

I'm thinking of calling the two degrees of connections/it's a small world after all/Wellington moments bl9_knt moments, since most of mine seem to involve him and I've had two in the past three days. There was his father consulting at my work on Wednesday and then there was today. I was chatting to one of my workmates about Newtown stores, mentioned I used to work at Mr Thank You and she mentioned her sister used to be friends with a guy who work there as they went to high school together or something. That guy, unsurprisingly, is bl9_knt.

Went to the library after work today and got out half a dozen CDs with 1930s music on them. I decided that having just Benny Goodman and various classical wasn't enough and got some out. I reconnected my CD player on my computer and the break clearly did it good, since it's only crashing with Marlene Dietrich so far.

Had dinner at the Flying Burrito Brothers for tofulope's birthday. The company was good, tofulope and darthsappho were suitably aghast at the Axis of Evil II fingerpuppet/fridgemagnets (Bush, Cheney, Rice and Rumsfield) that we got her and one of the other guests there was someone Alessan would have been at uni at the same time as.

We went to Our Bar for a drink afterwards and then came home. I needed to finish packing and was suddenly unsociable. So have been sorting my desk a little and tidying a little (putting things away) and might even dust and clean the bathroom tonight before the start of the weekend of sleep deprivation and sugar highs. I will, however, leave the giant bug on the carpet on the carpet. I'm not sure if it's a gift from the cat or if it came in for the light, but since it's there the cat can just eat it. She ate the others, after all.