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I totally heart Elizabeth's. Dad was going to Fremantle this morning, so I got him to give me and my four boxes of books to the Elizabeth's second hand bookshop on William street. They (well, the beautiful woman behind the counter, she wasn't really a They) took everything! Yay! and gave me a $50 cheque. Whoot!
Last night (well, afternoon), my country conservative mate who's been travelling around Australia (well, bits of it), called me asking if he and two friends (well, people he picked up along the way who he no longer seems to like At All) could crash at the place I'm housesitting at. Their ETA is around 1am. I relent, and they duly turn up at 1am. To their credit, they were as quiet as they were physically able to be with the dog barking her head off, but it feels like I didn't sleep at all. I know I must have, because I have vauge memories of two seperate dreams, and my alarm woke me up at 7am. But I'm sitting here at 1pm after having slowly made my way to uni from Fremantle, 2hours to go until the interview and I am So Tired. And I have to get up at 6am tomorrow for an 8am tute. ::whimpers::
I figure, ace the interview, go home, go to meditation, then start catching up on that sleep. Also remembering to record Battlestar Galactica. Not that hard. I can do this. Really.
Last night (well, afternoon), my country conservative mate who's been travelling around Australia (well, bits of it), called me asking if he and two friends (well, people he picked up along the way who he no longer seems to like At All) could crash at the place I'm housesitting at. Their ETA is around 1am. I relent, and they duly turn up at 1am. To their credit, they were as quiet as they were physically able to be with the dog barking her head off, but it feels like I didn't sleep at all. I know I must have, because I have vauge memories of two seperate dreams, and my alarm woke me up at 7am. But I'm sitting here at 1pm after having slowly made my way to uni from Fremantle, 2hours to go until the interview and I am So Tired. And I have to get up at 6am tomorrow for an 8am tute. ::whimpers::
I figure, ace the interview, go home, go to meditation, then start catching up on that sleep. Also remembering to record Battlestar Galactica. Not that hard. I can do this. Really.