[m i a o w] the cat

Oh dear. I think this…actually, I know the page has been running my life for the past few weeks! It’s bad! I have been neglecting cats and M (though luckily he has his own boaty obsession) not to mention Crime Factory on which I am criminally behind…and my study…it’s a gaping void. It’s quite tragic. I’m starting to exist in a mire of guilt…and I’m having lunch with D of Crime Factory tomorrow and must be able to report good news. No sitting on the couch tonight (apologies to my eyeballs who have put up with a great deal over the past few months – lasers, drops, computer monitors…)

Humber is in at mechanics to be tuned and have brakes fixed in time for this weekends journey to Meredith. I’m sure I will have the usual last minute camping frenzy and bring too many tea bags and no can openers…at least Melbourne will be receding in the rear vision mirror!! I’m sure I will exist on Hare Krishna food and vast quantities of beer and good music…now if I can just drink enough to numb my shoulder, maybe it won’t notice that it will be sleeping on a mattress 1cm thick…

I am trying not to think about the fact that I’m going to be spending my ten days off over Christmas and New Year writing 25,000 words…argh. Someone will have to lock me in a room…or a better option would be to spirit me up to northern New South Wales and sit me on a verandah with my laptop, a gin and tonic and my feet in the sun!! Bliss! I’m sure that would make me very productive!!