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I won't be home here anymore. Except for maybe that odd flip back to read old entries over a mug of coffee. See you at the new place then.
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| I have been elsewhere for awhile. When all's good to go I'll invite you all over for a pleasant and timely change of view (for you and me, hurrah).
Smiley faces will do for now. And the realisation of someone who is mindful of me even though I don't feel myself any greater than pebbles and grit.
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Naked cupcakes smothered in sheer chocolate frosting hanging out in the sun.
There's an overflow of cupcakes on my dining table, thanks to an industrial morning in the kitchen. They will find themselves dressed tonight, hopefully in better fashion, because crass plastic piping bags make frosting look like lumps of poo.
Baking does one well. And so does drawing, rain, vanilla ice-cream, sleeping and walking (only in fine weather). And so on and so forth.
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| Public holidays should fall more often on Wednesdays or Tuesdays because that's where 3/4 of my lessons are. Tuesdays specifically so I don't have pull my elbow out of its socket during acting class warmups (or show your lack of acting chops in front of 40 strangers, whichever is worst).
So today was spent doing laundry and preparing for this Friday's sharing. And wondering how pastors do it on a regular basis.
It's going to be a long day tomorrow.
p/s: Party this Sunday.
p/s/s: Need to figure out how to raise a whopper of RM3000 by the end of February for the theatre exchange trip to London/York without having to sell an organ.
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...would include this.
Reading some works at a gallery this Saturday afternoon.
It's a Friday! I absolutely adore Fridays. No classes. No mind-numbing drives down while singing to a Hillsong United album for the ---th time.
Time to sleep in and dwell on things that matter.
And a fitting applause for electric beaters. Or mixers.
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