Restless

I normally do “work at home” day on Fridays, but did it yesterday because it was supposed to rain all day today. It’s sunny, as was yesterday, so I feel trapped in my cell here at work.

This morning I opted for busy work: updating my Endnote libraries, fixing all the field errors in my Address Book (for some reason a lot of email addresses ended up in the phone fields). Then le dîner chinois, and then finishing up an article. And emailing it off....whoosh!

And now I’m free. Now what the bloody hell am I supposed to do?

Friday nights I usually soupe with one of two groups of bears. Baz left today for a fortnight in the States, and Scott works til ????. Film industry. Ew. And the other guys just didn’t get organized this week.

Being the ruled by impulse guy I am, I panicked and started searching for web specials on The Old Girl and The New Kid on the Block. Nada, not even to Canberra. Tabarnak...

Inhale. Exhale. Again. Good. Whew.

It’s Sydney, it’s Friday night, always something to do.

Oh, here’s a photo of my brother Tom, me and my sister Kath, at my grad in November. A sunny day in Hongcouver in Nov, the gawds were watching over us:




As you can see there is one, standard-issue model of the Egan nose. Kathleen, if you can imagine it, has 7!!!!! children! Tom has 3!!!

Me? I’m gay, I have frequent flyer miles