See You Next Wednesday
Friday, March 21
 
Not waiting, uploading.

Happy birthday for the seventeenth, Elizabeth.

This week I have mostly been on vacation. I watched some World Cup cricket semifinals, did a web page for my Dungeons & Dragons character's journal form Jonathan's game, read Dave's Dungeons & Dragons third edition rule books, cleaned up the fluids which oozed from Linda's cat when his infected side burst on my duvet, unboxed the rest of my clothes and ironed everything, pruned and weeded and trimmed the garden and lawn, registered my car in the A.C.T. and discovered that for the privilege of living in our nations capital my insurance premium has gone up $471.28 (or 96%). Now my car has A.C.T. (instead of Queensland) number plates I will have to ignore lane markings instead of school zones, change lanes in intersections and on roundabouts, and no longer slow down when mergining.

Dave forgot to tell me when we were playing indoor cricket this week but he is totally forgiven because he's currently enthused about playing third edition Dungeons & Dragons which I want to do too. I missed the original decrescendo into disrespect third edition went through when it was published, being still in Townsville after everyone I know who plays games had left, so Dave's reinterestification is probably my only chance to learn by doing. He is at home with a cold today and I am still on vacation so I shall call him and arrange fun just as soon as I have finished uploading stuff for Chris F to transfer from my hard drive to his now that I am in Canberra and he remains in Townsville... there. Now I will publish this and call Dave.
 
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