“I am studying today. You could come over for scones and study. I call it scondy.”

- Ryan Balah

When I was walking to the bus tonight from uni, I was trying to dodge rain puddles that were all over the ground as well as the rain coming from above. I went about my business jumping about so as not to get wet. Once I entered the tunnel this guy came up behind me and said “You looked like a fairy dodging those rain puddles and then he proceeded to imitate what I looked like with his arms in the air. It was really cute and I smiled. Then we went on our separate ways.

I was just talking to the woman I’ll be working with in Alice on the phone and the first 5 minutes of our conversation was about tea. I smile.

I am going to Xalapa next year. It’s real now.

“This past spring we were on vacation in Puerto Rico with our twelve-year-old son. Because he had never had the experience, we rented a boat with another family for a day of deep-dea fishing. It was exciting. Wahoos and tunas were striking one after the other, and everyone got his chance. But we soon learned that if we didn’t reel them in quickly enough the sharks would get to them first, and all we’d end up with was a head on a hook. When my turn came it was a big one. Toward the end I became very tired. I was still able to turnt he reel, butit was getting slower and slower, and I grew afraid I couldn’t get it in in time. So I asked the other man, a strongly built stranger, if he would take my hand on the reel in his and pull along with me. He did, and in no time the fish was landed.

I was very proud. Not because I’d caught a fish. I’d caught fish before, and anyone could have caught one that day. The reason I was proud was that I’d asked for help. That I hadn’t done much before. Ten, maybe even just five years before, I would have been too proud to ask for help. I would have felt ashamed to do so in front of my son. I would have felt too embarrassed by my lack of strength. And I would have lost the fish.”

- M. Scott Peck

I like this card mucho. It made me smile. It made me happy.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

We watched at Enmore Theatre.

It rocked.

Yayyyyyyyyyyyaayyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaay.

I’ve had a nice little few days. Pottering about from place to place.
- I’m loving people a lot at the moment.
- Having mini crisis about desires to change
- Enjoying verbs mucho.
- Cold hands
- Les Miserables has beautiful music
- People’s stories and thoughts are so good.
- Hands still cold
- Jose Gonzalez is cool
- Desperation for renunciation (hmmm gotta love how vague that sounds)
- University ha terminado
- Leunig makes me happy
- Never know what to blog these days
- I have been feeling happy all week despite the fact that I feel down and sad inside. It is the most bizarre feeling. I don’t think I have ever felt it before. It’s like a contentedness in a discontentment. I’m feeling so vague and inarticulate, but I am feeling the same way to myself.
- Mum and Qin and I had coffees and tarts at Honeymoon Patisserie. Yum fun.
- My spelling has got much worse than back in the day when Tom and I wrote Colour
- The numbers 423, 426 and 428 will forever be lovely numbers to me
- Learning is goodness
- Swimming is goodness
- Indoor pools are warm but make me get a cold
- I drunk heaps of tea at Villawood today. It kept my hands warm and made me need to go to the toilet
- I have generally been drinking less tea
- I have been wondering about the magazine I designed, and how we called it umbrella. I hate umbrellas. I don’t know why we did that.
- I wish my last name was Potter. Imagine.

This is very exciting, I am going to do this.

“One of the projects we are involved in has a report card that lets
aboriginal people know how their water supply is performing. Unfortunately
the symbols we are using are pretty much western science symbols that don’t
relate to Indigenous people. We have developed a set of icons for use in
talking with people about energy and it would be good to get some that
relate to water.”

It’s been a lovely time really. We’ve just been having Spanish classes on the subjunctive from Martin and we seem more confused than when we started. But it I suppose has answered some questions. So strange. So strange.

Anyway. I’ve spent my weekend with some of them folk from the Community Course. Fun Fun. Ulrike came up to visit from Melbourne and I’ve been hanging out with her and Kelly and Kate and Wayne and Evan. Saturday was great, the day went on and on. We had breakfast in the park, hung out and had pancakes at Kelly’s house, popped into a museum (Elizabeth Farm) in the arvo and still had more day left. Today, they came to my house and had yummy hot soup. We did more hanging out. I love hanging out with those folk, they are so easy and chilled out and fun to hang out with. Ideal ‘hanging companions’. I like soup a lot. And tea…