weakened

Took yesterday off Work with a view to preparing for today's exam (as far as Work knew the exam happened yesterday - a little collusion with a colleague suffering the same plight, goes a long way), but of course ended up having a grand time doing anything but, until 10.30pm when reality finally struck... Crawling into bed at 2.30am with a headful of mumbo-jumbo for an 8.30am half-dayer, just isn't as exhilarating as it used to be; and it never used to be much that.

Things to do on a Friday afternoon to make one feel more involved in one's baby sister's life:

• surprise pick-up from school
• donate retired computer to her classroom
• watch from porch as she feeds ducks (wild, not domesticated, despite the tempting inference given our ethnic background) bread and water on the front lawn of parents' house

Suffice it to say exam was too long, too hard, my handwriting a flaming disgrace, my effort equally so. I am still bristling with resentment and self-loathing: all these things I'm dying to read calling out to me from their various resting places (bookshelf, eBay, free ebook website, ...), yet I spend most of my days learning about how to make/save a shitload of $ for people who already have a shitload of $.

Thankfully cooking + power nap (not done simultaneously) promptly kicked the moody cow out of me. Then in the evening, cycled half a suburb across to join Special K's birthday celebrations (pizzas + Absinthe). Amidst the merry-making she managed to find the leisure to taunt me with her lovely straight girlfriends.

My stint of bandwidth pilfering is nearing its end - upon the highly anticipated return of my housemates The Lovebirds (yay!). Back to my naturalist 95% procrastination-free ways!