I'm removing my exhibition from the gallery this afternoon and must say I'm grateful to Beornn McCarthy for his support and interest during the whole process. Whilst I was at Uni yesterday I caught sight of Ashley Crawford and friend walking past the Graduate Centre bistro. He didn't see me, much the pity I would have liked to say hello. I'm thinking of either having another hair cut or growing it during the Winter, a difficult choice to make and am thoroughly obsessed by what temperature it is and what I should wear to stay warm enough, waiting 25 minutes for a tram yesterday and then having to catch a taxi part way to Uni so I wouldn't be late was unnerving, not to say very cold. God! I feel like I'm writing a Bridget Jones diary, of course, I'm at a computer rather than covered in a doona. I think this is what real blogging is about, it's not supposed to be controversial, confronting or political. Note to oneself: Don't upset anyone, don't write about anything that will make people think. Like I'm going to do that?!
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