[m i a o w] the cat

Besides being the name of an unusually cool band, the weekend that has just past was full of wonder, delight and a weird flu-bug that killed me off at the end.
Friday night was the wondrous Crime-Book Grab!! I filled a box. It was spectacular! I was rather self-conscious about the amount of books that I managed to grab - but, to be honest, it was a mere trifle of what I could have jumped on. However I was limited by politeness, my lack of upper body strength and probably restrictions on my luggage on the way home.

The box of excellency. Books. Mine! My pwecious! All Mine!

Went shopping for my Christmas present with my mum. She bought three things…for her. I was so swamped by choice after living in the land of Op-Shop for so long, that I didn’t get anything, and decided the dosh would be better spent on an frivolously expensive haircut. Then ran from my mums place to Dave and Ellise’s awesomely impressive new house (two houses away). They can see the sea from their bedroom. Amazing. Saw my little Sonic cat who had come off quite badly in an encounter with a fox a few weeks previously - but has lived to see another day…

Headed out on the town with D & E and drank copious shandies for most of the night. We ended up in Balaclava - which was so exciting for me, as I was about five minutes from home. Huzzah! Woke up in the morning and felt fine, but then slowly succumbed to some weird, nauseous, sweaty flu thing (no - not a hangover). Stayed in bed the entire day feeling vile. Got up to got for dinner at the Gibson-Roys; who were astonished at my lack of alcoholism - I drank water. Had a lovely night and drove home with a sick bag within grabbing distance (this has no reflection on the dinner, because it was gourmet). Stayed in bed for most of Australia Day. Ate six grapes and some chicken soup - not for my soul either. Now am at work feeling marginally improved. Haven’t heard if anyone saw the BM clip on RAGE on Friday night. But I looked it up on the website and it was on!