Living next door to Alana.

Brisbane is sunny and warm, remarkably so for July. Catching up with Alana is splendid fun. She is relatively subdued due to a hypothalmic condition which is being treated with medicine and diet, but it's amazing how much of the familiar spirit and energy she still projects. Trying to recall the last time we had seen each other, I reminded her we were at the same table at her 1985 High School Formal, but she had a photo of us (and Michael) at a party in 1989 so she won.

Next week, in contrast to reviving lovely memories, it's time to fill a skip with the detritus of the past seven years.  ¶ 16:39 0 comments

  My life is a joke, but it's not broken.

I have to be more indifferent and less well organised in my dealings with the great stacks of possessions I have horded over the years. This was made clear to me when I opened up the garage today to remove the unused washing machines and armchairs abandoned by a previous tenant, only to find them inaccessible behind other furniture. There is no room to sort thing out and deal with them efficiently, I will just have to toss stuff in the bin if I am to progress at all.

Now it is bin night so I will fill the bins with whatever can lay my hands on before I put them out - instead of getting distracted by a box of shiny things I used to have plans for and whether or not I could sell it on eBay, and then putting the bins out half full when the truck drives past in the morning.

Anyway, I have to take my car in to be serviced tomorrow so I'll be gone before the garbage truck arrives. My car is due for a service (150Mm) this week, and I'm driving it to Brisbane in ten days so this is a doubly timely event. Hooray!

Pain in the neck (but it's also not broken).

When I woke up this morning my shoulder hurt. It still hurts and my muscles are doing that thing where pain relief for the shoulder induces tension in the neck causing a headache. I shall try to sleep therapeutically tonight.  ¶ 21:10 2 comments

  ...I'd love to contradict you
But my life's a joke...

Sydney was good. I had fun catching up with Mikey, Jo, Nils, Koko and Noly, and saw some Sesame Street (Old School) and Twilight on Thursday before Supanova. At the convention I saw many seminars and two movies with Alex, Emma, Gavin, Gavin, James and Morgyn, Liz, and Mark. All the seminars had their moments, Transformers 2 was horrible, Fanboys was hilarious.

Linda is out of hospital with an ursine sore head and has a follow up appointment in a week or so. She seems to have stopped investigating "subarachnoid hematoma" on the Internet since she found this: up to half of all cases of SAH are fatal and 10–15% die before reaching a hospital, and those who survive often have neurological or cognitive impairment. (Hers is not any of the cases mentioned in that sentence.)  ¶ 12:31 0 comments