Hooray! I've finished the layout of the first proof of The Collected Verse of Mary Gilmore, Volume 2!
When I finish a big job like this I like to buy myself a treat for being a good girl. Usually it's a book or a cd, but I got a timely email this morning from artnoose telling me she's worked out a direct overseas subscription rate for her letterpress zine, Ker-bloom!... so I bought a subscription for the upcoming issues, and also absolutely splurged on her complete back-issue compilation set. Hell, there's only 4 sets left, and I only have one issue that I bought from a shop in Melbourne. I think I'll have to wrap the set and give it to myself for Christmas from the family or something to justify the splurge.
Anyhoo, you'd think that as soon as I turned that last page and saved that last file, I'd be outside frolicking in the sunshine and charmingly cool air, wouldn't you? Hmm, yes indeedy. But NO! I just thought I'd enter a few books into Librarything for a while while a disk was burning and now I'm stuck AGAIN. It's been hours! I'm having fun, though. Going through my books means I'm reworking the next-to-bed pile of things to read and rediscover. And I probably have about three days until the next obsessive job comes my way. So I'm about to have a frenzy of reading/Librarythinging/website building, since there's no-one to whinge about me going to bed late.*
I just have to make sure I don't forget to pick Bumblebee up from his father at 5pm. That would be a bit disastrous.
* Yesterday I went to see The Devil Wears Prada with Zoe, and we sat up the back like Statler and Waldorf and cackled through the ads and trailers.** Then I went home and realised that I didn't have to go to bed, because I was on my own! So I broke out some wine, some leftover Turkish pizza, and watched The Family Stone on video. Then I read until the wee hours and woke up lovely and late, covered in cats. I'm not missing BB yet, but give me a few days.
** You know how good her blog is? She's even better in real life. I just wanted you to know that. Last night she went to the toilets (a lot) and came out with a present for me:
BB will love it.
7 comments:
Owy really likes his pop up Katrina too. You can see her pants!
That's not all he'd see if he goes to the movie, apparently.
What do you rate the movie?
Prada?
3.5 out of 5, and that's mostly for Meryl Streep's voice. I'm going to practice it daily.
Simon Baker wasn't too bad, when his eyebrows weren't trying to take over the movie.
Congrats on finishing the Mary Gilmore project. Fireworks say it best.
Re Simon Baker's eyebrows. I know! Usually I get hits on my blog for 'Simon Baker's Speedoes', but lately there've been a few queries about those caterpillar protusions.
Protrusions.
Buddha had a bit more sense, didn't he, because some of us didn't ask Jesus to die for us ;)
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