I did but see her passing by...

There I was, standing outside my favorite noodle-box restaurant in Dickson, feeling like crap, buying takeaway because it's been a big week and I'm still sick and Best Beloved is coming down with it as well -- another week in hell, guaranteed, gotta hate sick men -- and about to head over to the bottl-o to buy another bottle of whiskey to kill the germs, when a car came past me in the laneway between me and Chucky Fried, and sitting in the passenger seat was the glamorous Miss Fits.

I was pretty sure it was her, having seen her on the ABC an' all, so to test my theory I yelled out 'Miss Fits!' at the car, at which she popped her head out and said 'Yes?!'. 'Ampersand Duck!' I yelled happily back whilst waving, and then ducked away as I am wont to do when I am shy and happy and looking like poo on a plate. I heard her interested squeal as they turned a corner, and it made my night.

Then I came home and checked, and yes, she is meant to be in Canberra tonight. I know she's here for something really exciting that I'd love to witness (but probably not this or this, god Canberra rawks), but I'm too sick to find out what, and I'm leaving town tomorrow for a night so that my parents can throw the birthday party for Bumblebee that I'm too tired to organise.

Snaps to Bernice Balconey, who whipped into town last night and not only took Bumblebee to the movies with her excellent and laconic 10-y-old son but woke up at dawn's crack this morning and took them both to the Canberra Balloon Festival Fiesta and the Castle while I went to school and hard-bound a batch of artist's books without. making. a. single. mistake. Go me. :)

So tonight turned out to be way more exciting than I expected, spotting blog royalty like that. Hooray!