Month: February 2009

  • Round

    My last name means “round,” it literally means “round,” and usually what I say is ha ha my ancestors clearly really loved pasta and sometimes I pat my behind with a proud little sort of a pat and then sometimes I wink, or get close to winking and then I grin and then we move…

  • Cuba Carnival 2009

    It was Cuba Carnival this weekend, you see—when I got the job in November I told everyone via Facebook status update that I would be back in time for it. After my beautiful friend Angela left for the airport and I was walking down to the Hataitai bus stop I thought about that, and about…

  • Down To Earth

    The days are beginning to be just days, now: up early, stumble down the stairs into the shower, out the door and down to the shops, into the car, into the office. Morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea. Meetings, emails, phone messages, stopping to chat to co-workers in the corridor, more meetings, more emails. The sun…

  • Body And Mind

    Even though I started my new job last week, this past one was the first full-forty-hour week I’ve worked since

  • Wellington Sevens 2009

    It was Waitangi Day on Friday so I had a long weekend, which was great because by the end of a mere three eight-hour days at the office I was a wreck. I did various things with my free time such as unpack some of my stuff, go to brunch, buy a new bed, attempt…

  • Anything Other Than Temporary

    I’m pretty glad I didn’t update last night after moving my stuff (which at this point in time consists of two stuffed-to-the-brim bags that barely made it into checked luggage and some very pretty bedding I got at the half-off sale at Briscoe’s last week) from my dear friend Alice’s house in Mt. Victoria to…