Signs of Life

Yep, I'm alive and still vaguely online. I say vaguely despite having spent three hours on the computer this morning because that was dealing solely with email and RP stuff and trying to not drop people in the shit plot-wise as well as wrapping my own. Sorry if I've been very short with people communication-wise, but yeah, not a lot of time and brain's kind of... full this week. I'm feeling impatient and twitchy and needing to do stuff whilst at the same time I haven't done anything much.

Wodonga has been actually pretty calming. Less time online and no time at work being yelled at by pushy journalists, lots of time spent with my family and eating (my god, the eating!) and drinking and playing pool (Mum and Dad just got a pool table, hah!) and just basically soaking it all in. The party Saturday went really well, with a good mesh between my family and my friends. Especially since it was mostly the favourite family members there, who are decent, not-crazy-most-of-the-time people. Things died down pretty early (around midnight), but yeah, a good night was had by all, I believe.

I head back to Melbourne tomorrow on the 12:33pm train. Gets in around 4:30-ish. Yep, four hours on a train. I'll be either sleeping or writing, depending on how much seating space I have (mid-week train, so I might score a row of seats to myself!) and how dead I feel after all this relaxing. ;) Then it's packing and cleaning and phone calls to various people to change addresses and the like and then Thursday night at the Elephant with Phil and hopefully Bounce.

And then Friday I go.

*is overwhelmed*

Sleeps: 3

Alcohol units: 1

Bags left to pack: 3

People to miss: Many and lots.