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  <title>Roses of Sorrow</title>
  <subtitle>Petals fall one at a time</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Anna</name>
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  <updated>2007-12-16T01:14:15Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:197713</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Two Tickets to Paradise</title>
    <published>2007-10-05T05:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-05T05:53:11Z</updated>
    <category term="travel"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you won two free round-trip plane tickets anywhere in the world, where would you go and who would you bring?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=34'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=34"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Two tickets?  No prizes for guessing who I'd take.  &lt;br /&gt;Definately Samuel... :P   LOL&lt;br /&gt;J/K&lt;br /&gt;Definately Stephen - and to answer the question fully, I'd have to concsult with the other traveller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many places I'd like to go - and as this is a make-believe situation, I can go to all of them, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd definatly have to go to Scotland and Ireland.  I've always wanted to go there.  I guess it's in my blood... They're both places of such natural beauty, as well as my obvious facination for Scottish Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also go to Egypt - doesn't everyone want to see the Pyramids and the Sphinx (amongst other things!)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to explore more of Germany; I certainly didn't spend enough time there during WYD.  It's been somewhere I've wanted to go for a long time - even before my brief studies of the language.  Speaking of "not there long enough", I'd also spend longer in the Greek Islands, particularly on Santorini.   VERY pretty... and there's some fond memories attatched too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also go to Africa.  I'd want to travel to different countries, but particularly including Uganda and South Africa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go to the Israel too, for obvious reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also spend another few days in East Timor.  I've kind of told myself that I wouldn't go back until I'd learnt more of the language (I was starting to get frustrated about that last time I was there), but I'd want to take Stephen there.  Because there's something about it that you can't put in to words, you just have to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go to Antartica too - I think it'd just be increadible to explore.&lt;br /&gt;And then, of course, I'd have to go somewhere warm (Vanuatu perhaps??) to recover from the cold... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I am &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt; caught up with the travel bug again, I might go.  Because I could go on and on about all the places I want to go for a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; longer yet!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:194698</id>
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    <title>Tonight, for your viewing pleasure...</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T11:05:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-16T01:12:43Z</updated>
    <category term="samuel"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Other/DSC02347.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday cake, which Louise made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02538.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02543.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BEAUTIFUL flowers, given to me to mark 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02555.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02556-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from last Saturday when Michelle and Joe are visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm enjoying using a working computer?  LOL&lt;br /&gt;[Mum and Dad's - I'm in Brisbane atm]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:194438</id>
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    <title>Other things</title>
    <published>2007-08-12T10:08:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-12T10:08:19Z</updated>
    <category term="samuel"/>
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    <category term="health"/>
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    <content type="html">Well, the last two weeks &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been very well.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life, my stomach and back pain have always been very linked - ie, if I have one, I have the other.  So, when I started getting pain 2 weeks ago, I actually couldn't tell which was the source of the pain.  On the 1st, I went to the doctor.  Who wasn't really sure what was wrong, but gave me some drugs and sent me for an x-ray (which I was able to get that afternoon).  And so I waited for the results.&lt;br /&gt;And waited.  And waited.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 phone calls to the medical practice, I found out that she and her children had been sick - hence why 9 days later, I still was not any closer to knowing what was wrong.  On Friday, my back was giving me so much grief that I called off Junior Choir.  By 12 o'clock I was phoneing the practice... and eventually convincing them that they needed to fit me in that afternoon.  By 12.30 I was lying down in sick bay - and stayed there till 3pm.  I didn't take my play ground duty, or my last 2 lessons, or my PC class.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Tears were falling from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Collegues told me I looked green...&lt;br /&gt;Anne drove me too and from the doctors - which, in hindsight, was a really really good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor (different one to last week) thinks it's most likely to be my ovaries/falopian tubes.&lt;br /&gt;Excellent...&amp;lt;/sarcasm&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm booked in for an ultrasound at 9.45 tomorrow - so I guess we'll just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;Pandenine forte has been helping somewhat, but I'm still experiencing discomfort.  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, yesterday marks the most amazing 3 months of my life so far.  :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopelessly in love, and not afraid to admit it!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very, very, VERY lucky - and I'd say that even if I had recieved beautiful flowers to mark the occasion! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday also saw Michelle, Joe and Samuel visit - and I'll post photos when I'm able.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, need that working computer first...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;(I'm on Louise's computer right now, under the guise of sending the APA an email...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmph, I better go.  &lt;br /&gt;I hope to actually be able to read my friends LJs, one of these days!  Hope everyone is well.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:193936</id>
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    <title>In five easy steps...</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T09:07:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T09:07:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;How to annoy an Anna, in 5 easy steps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Leave her a note, in the morning, when she has mere minutes before needing to leave for work.  Make it pointed, regarding the washing up in the sink.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Don't forget to use underlining and exclamation marks, just in case you point wasn't clear enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Leave this note during a week where Anna has been sick, and where she is STILL waiting on test results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Leave this note on the 2nd day of Anna's period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Make reference to this situation during the day in front of Anna's colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "&lt;u&gt;mess&lt;/u&gt;" being referred to consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;1.  A saucepans - which had previously contained rice - with water in it, soaking.&lt;br /&gt;2.  3 chopping boards (2 of which won't fit in the dishwasher, and which needs to be done by hand).&lt;br /&gt;3.  A bowl (which had contained my dinner).&lt;br /&gt;4.  Half a dozen glasses/mugs (some of which had been from mum/visitors on weekend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention that in the few 15 mins I had to get ready, and clean up this "&lt;u&gt;mess&lt;/u&gt;" I also had to unpack the dishwasher so as to be actually able to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; something with said "&lt;u&gt;mess&lt;/u&gt;".  In the end, I had to leave the 2 chopping boards and drive to work to be able to get there in time for briefing. &lt;br /&gt;This was not the start I wanted to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS Appologies for 1st entry in a while being a gripe.  But I needed to vent, yeah?)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:193668</id>
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    <title>26 days...</title>
    <published>2007-07-29T12:13:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-29T12:15:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I got back half an hour ago from dropping Stephen at the airport - quite honestly, one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.  His flight had been delayed 40 minutes, which gave us a little more time, but still didn't make the goodbyes any easier...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a lovely night, dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.stonerestaurant.com.au/default.asp?action=article&amp;amp;ID=116"&gt; Stone Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;, followed by &lt;a href="http://www.taikoz.com/"&gt;TaikOz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Pearl&lt;/i&gt;, at QPAC.  We had front row tickets (right on one side, which was a little annoying though...), which was awesome. I very much enjoyed the night - for many reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was much more low-key - movies, mass and the like.  We tried to pick up the painting which I'd bought at the Stella Maris fete last weekend, but it was too big for the car! Anyone want to pick up a 1.2m x 1.2m painting from &lt;a href="http://www.goarty.com.au/index.php"&gt;the shop&lt;/a&gt; in Maroochydore, and drop it to me in Caloundra, would they?!?!?!   LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning however, we were driving to Brisbane for lunch - Stephen, Mum, Dad, Michelle, Joe, Samuel and myself.  An interesting experience to say the least!  However, everyone behaved themselves (phew!), and all in all I think it went well.  I hope so, anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Samuel, of course, was his usual cute and excitable self. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm completely zonked now.  Am going to toddle off now in to bed.&lt;br /&gt;'Night all!</content>
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    <title>An ever-so-quick post</title>
    <published>2007-07-21T14:42:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-21T14:42:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Bah.  I hate not having a working computer.  I can't read or update LJ &lt;i&gt;nearly&lt;/i&gt; enough!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at mum &amp; dad's now - hence the post.  I came down tonight for Sarah's graduation shindig... via the Scotia Highland Dancing competition.  It reminded me again just how much I want to dance again.  Not just as in do lessons, but to do my teachers exam.  And you know what?  I think I want to compete again too.  There was a section there - the one that I would have been in if I'd entered - where I could/would have medelled in.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a bigger musing there, but one which will not come out due to tiredness at the moment.  Perhaps another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm playing at the Stella Maris (Maroochydore) fete - accompaning the strings.  Which means I've got to leave The Gap at a very unreasonable time for a Sunday morning!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't wait till next weekend.  Stephen's down!  :D&lt;br /&gt;He's meeting my parents too, which shall be interesting, to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to head.  &lt;br /&gt;'Night all!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:193159</id>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2007-07-17T07:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-17T07:54:52Z</updated>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blackcatando.livejournal.com/898.html"&gt;Look, over there!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points and runs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whhhaaaaaaaaaatttt??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:193010</id>
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    <title>Scribblings from 1.45am this morning.</title>
    <published>2007-07-10T13:42:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-10T13:42:41Z</updated>
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    <category term="poem"/>
    <content type="html">Yes, I'm surprised as you are.  My computer actually turned on &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the little things in life,” they say – &lt;br /&gt;“It’s the little things in life.”&lt;br /&gt;That echo through the halls of time&lt;br /&gt;To make this moment live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell and taste of coffee,&lt;br /&gt;The red light on the road,&lt;br /&gt;The stuffed toy on my pillow,&lt;br /&gt;The memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All remind me of your lightest touch,&lt;br /&gt;Your tender kiss, your warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;All remind me of the simple fact - &lt;br /&gt;I’m blessed in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the little things in life,” they say – &lt;br /&gt;“It’s the little things in life.”&lt;br /&gt;And the beauty of the little things&lt;br /&gt;Is they remind me of you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:192488</id>
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    <title>Samuel's 3rd Birthday</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T02:29:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-08T02:29:17Z</updated>
    <category term="samuel"/>
    <category term="large celebration"/>
    <category term="photos"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel's birthday was on Friday, and his party yesterday.  We went to a park on the way to Mt Nebo - and it really was a lovely spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02467.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel being a good little host and passing around the lollies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02482.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick (Joe's brother) bought Samuel this huge fire engine.  However, Samuel was not the only one interested in this particular present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02491.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel supervising Michelle lighting the candles on the birthday cake.  I'm annoyed because I took a photo of the 3 of them around the birthday cake - which has them all smiling nicely and everything - but I had some settings accidentally on my camera... and there's far too much light. :-(&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to get a copy of the photo that I took on Michelle &amp; Joe's camera and add it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02498.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the kookaburra wanted some birthday cake too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02501.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel enjoyed making cups of tea for people - pushing the button on the thermos under the watchful eye of Nan-nan or Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02504.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that this was the same bike... but I still have to tell a story of something that happened during the party.&lt;br /&gt;At one stage, Samuel was on a "bike" (ok, so not a real one... but I don't know what you call these things).  There was a fair incline, and he was reaching the top.  He let go, and went backwards - not just going down the path, but going off the path and falling backwards.  He laughed and laughed and laughed.  I kept asking him if he was OK, and he said "Of course", and kept smiling and laughing. &lt;br /&gt;He then wanted to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;No, not just riding the bike - he wanted to &lt;i&gt;fall off&lt;/i&gt; the bike again!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, such a boy.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02506.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't only the little kids playing in the park...&lt;br /&gt;That, and I'm impressed that I managed to time it so that the Frisbee was in the middle of that shot. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02511.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise looks like she's having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02510.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who was put in charge of pass-the-parcel?  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02512.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner - Hayley (daughter of Chris &amp; Kristine - godparents of Samuel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02517.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02520.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, I seem to get decent pictures of Aiden and Patrick (Genevieve's wife, not Joe's brother) at Samuel's birthday parties (which I'm told is very very rare)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Samuel/DSC02523.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel giving lolly bags to children as they left - this time it was to Hayley.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:192022</id>
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    <title>Mwah ha ha ha ha....</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T01:39:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-16T01:14:15Z</updated>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <category term="holiday"/>
    <category term="photos"/>
    <lj:music>Fever - Michael Buble</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Believe it or not, my computer is actually ON at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm taking the opportunity to upload some photos on to photobucket and post them here.  Because if I only copy them on to my computer I may never see them again...       lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there'll probably be a few posts in the next little while.&lt;br /&gt;Including ones that may very well be of little interest to the majority of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02427.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up at Mt Stuart one evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02441.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the wedding of one of Stephen's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02451.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02452.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/Anna2004/Stephen/DSC02454.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at the reception.  I couldn't decide between these two photos.  Deal with it.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... I sense a theme with most of those photos... LOL&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:191870</id>
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    <title>Jericho</title>
    <published>2007-07-05T14:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-05T14:09:36Z</updated>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <category term="holiday"/>
    <lj:music>Moondance - Michael Buble</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I'm back in Bris.  And, to be frank, I wish I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't articulate what the last 10 days were like.  &lt;br /&gt;People have asked me what I "did" there... but even if I described it in infinate detail, it'd still be missing something.  Because that's not what made such an impact on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps later I shall tell of some "things" that I did.  Perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;But what I will say right now is that (as much as I can internally deduce anyway) during the last 8 weeks I have learnt more than any other 2 month period in my 23 years.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't change a single moment of it.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:191587</id>
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    <title>Happy day</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T13:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T13:16:34Z</updated>
    <category term="samuel"/>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">I'm at my Mum &amp; Dad's.  &lt;br /&gt;School is finished for the semester, and holidays have &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, I leave for Townsville.  Needless to say I am really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; glad that the holidays are here.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get back in time for Samuel's birthday, and birthday party.  &lt;br /&gt;I popped in to see him ever so briefly this afternoon and he was very excited to see me.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports are done, and I'm not even &lt;i&gt;thinking&lt;/i&gt; about the planning I should be doing...at least for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm haveing a break.&lt;br /&gt;A holiday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fuckin wait.&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>8mor @ 2007-06-16T23:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T13:03:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T13:03:28Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">Tagged by &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_snap_crackle' lj:user='snap_crackle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://snap-crackle.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://snap-crackle.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;snap_crackle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;* People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;* Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I conducted my first ensemble (the school band) when I was in Grade 7.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I love having bubble baths while enjoying a glass of wine.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Despite a crappy week, I’ve never been happier then I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I would happily teach Maths (Year 8 we’re talking).&lt;br /&gt;5.  My fingers are &lt;i&gt;freezing&lt;/i&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have a blue hippo, named Russell, sitting on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Of the DVDs I own, the only ones I’ve watched is Season One of Babylon 5.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I’m thinking of buying a cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_blackcatando' lj:user='blackcatando' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://blackcatando.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://blackcatando.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;blackcatando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_synesthesian' lj:user='synesthesian' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://synesthesian.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://synesthesian.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;synesthesian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_simmaster' lj:user='simmaster' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://simmaster.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://simmaster.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;simmaster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_bannie' lj:user='bannie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bannie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bannie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bannie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_ransomd' lj:user='ransomd' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ransomd.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ransomd.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ransomd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainbow_sleeve' lj:user='rainbow_sleeve' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainbow-sleeve.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainbow-sleeve.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainbow_sleeve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_angelette' lj:user='angelette' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://angelette.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://angelette.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;angelette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_tcpip' lj:user='tcpip' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tcpip.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tcpip.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tcpip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:190790</id>
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    <title>The week that was...</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T07:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T07:17:40Z</updated>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <category term="computers"/>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">[A public apology once more for not reading/commenting on others' LJs.  My computer is still being a complete pain... which is why I could. not. believe. that it &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; turned on for me today...!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how there are days when you just should not have got out of bed?&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I remarked to a colleague, &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and that could be taken quite literally too.  Because bed is where you &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;Not at school until midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get ahead of myself.  I'll start at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports were due at 11.30pm Wednesday night.  Not having a working computer at home, I was not able to chip away at the reports as I would have liked.  (Being a night owl, the ability to work at night after dinner would have been really, really, helpful.)  So it's last Friday afternoon, and the only data I've entered is my Year 8 Music class from last term.&lt;br /&gt;So I still had marking for Year 9 SOSE, Year 8 Religion (x2), Year 8 English (x3), Year 8 Music [Term 2] to do.  Then, after marking, I had data entry for all of those plus 1H, 1P, 2/3N, 2/3W, 2/3O and 5B (Junior classes I work with).  I also had to write generic comments for all of those junior classes.  Specific comments needed to be written for each student of my 4 Middle School classes (almost 100 students), plus my Pastoral Care (PC) class (another 16 students).  &lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd set aside the whole long weekend to do this.  Plus I also have 4 spares on Tuesday.  &lt;br /&gt;I should have been fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, I got sick.&lt;br /&gt;It started with a sore throat on Saturday night.  By Sunday, I was sneezing - and my head felt like it had collided with a semi trailer.  On Sunday night, I didn't get much sleep because I was sneezing so much, and my head was so stuffed up.  By Monday, my nose was running like a tap, and I was sneezing so much that I couldn't go anywhere without taking my tissue box with me.  &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I didn't go to school on Monday like I'd planned.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this would be the time where you'd usually "drug up" to try and get through it.  Except, my car was very low on fuel.  So go and fill it up, right?  Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I'd gone to the servo to do exactly that.  Only the flap of the car that goes over my fuel cap - which should open when the car is unlocked - wouldn't open.  I asked 3 different people there to help me, and we couldn't do it.  No petrol = not going anywhere.  Not going anywhere = no drugs.  No drugs = a very sick girl who is completely &lt;i&gt;screwed&lt;/i&gt; in the lead up to reports being due.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I should have stayed in bed.  Would of stayed in bed, if it wasn't for the need of a working computer... which meant going to school anyway.  So I go.  Half way through the day - when I'm feeling my worst - someone asks me if I'm ok.  &lt;br /&gt;I cry.  Which, really, answered her question.&lt;br /&gt;She gets the APA, who asks me what's up.  &lt;br /&gt;That morning I'd got the grounds person to have a look at my car and "fix" it, so she insisted that I went and got some medication.  So I did.&lt;br /&gt;Came back to school, taught for two lessons, and then came back to my reports.  Stayed at school - with 2 other teachers - until midnight.  Wednesday is a full teaching day for me (complete with 100 mins of Year One Music, and 100 mins of Year 2/3 Music...), and BOTH breaks I had rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, because in amidst all of this I was preparing students for a music concert on Thursday night.  *headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, reports are meant to be finished at 11.30 remember?&lt;br /&gt;11.15 comes, and the only other teacher at school working on them with me finishes.  And I know that - having 2 class' comments still unfinished - I'm not going to be done by the deadline.  I'm sick, tired (because I've been getting less then 6hrs sleep every night and... you know, didn't sleep on Sunday night either) - and I have to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, the next day, I have to face the APA.  &lt;br /&gt;Now I'd been told before that, when someone didn't meet the deadline last year, that they were taken off classes till it got done.  I didn't really want that in a way, but thought that it was probably for the best.  So that was what I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't even offered.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't finished in my 1 spare in the morning, then I was staying back after the Music Concert to get it finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;After running around to get everything ready for the concert - including rushing home, showering and rushing back to school again... oh, and having the concert too - I had to sit at school, and finish them.  At 10.30, I left.  &lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt; finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this story is not complete there.  In amongst all of this, I managed to have a photocopy COMPLETELY stuff up {while preparing staff prayer on Thurs morning}, spend far too much time that I didn't have looking for a phone which was at home anyway..., misplacing that all-important piece of paper which I needed to be able to complete the program for the music concert etc.  Not to mention the fact that as I was trying to leave on Thursday night, it started to rain.  And, for some odd reason (I've locked up the school before) the gate was particularly hard to close.  So I was standing outside, in the rain (I had an umbrella, but it had to be on an angle because of the position of the gate), for at least 20 mins.  I got so wet, that the steering wheel was slippery!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure that I've left out many of the various "annoyances" too.  &lt;br /&gt;It was not easy, put it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never, &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; been SO glad to see a Friday afternoon as I have this week.  However, that was not the end of my week.  It was Louise's birthday on Friday, and her party here last night.  She's been planning it for MONTHS... and I was flat out being awake for it at all!  The last people left at about 3am - and I was still awake too.  A minor miracle in and of itself!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, at least was easier.  Only surfaced about 1pm.  Bacon, eggs &amp; hash browns for breakfast.  Have done bugger all today - particularly as the computer has turned on.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as I write, I'm talking to Stephen on the phone.  Hence why the huge smile on my face right now... ;-)   Despite the utter &lt;i&gt;crap&lt;/i&gt; week I've had (and I never use that word lightly), I've still managed to have a smile on my face more often that not, because of one simple reality.&lt;br /&gt;To me, that speaks volumes.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this hopeless sap is signing off.&lt;br /&gt;'Later.</content>
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    <title>I'm entitled to a winge.  After all, it's my LJ.  :-P</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T05:56:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T05:57:54Z</updated>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">I'm sitting here at home.  Why?  Because my body really does hate me at the moment.  Well, that's how it feels anyway.  Apparently, it wasn't enough for me to be having some test-defying stomach "thing" for 6 weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back to having over-the-top period pain again.  I haven't thrown up (yet) like sometimes happens, but I've felt like that might happen a few times today.  Been feeling hot and cold (mostly the latter) all day though.  Not to mention the cramps.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that it was about 2 weeks early too?  &lt;br /&gt;*headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm completely stuffed when it comes to reports.  And I mean &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt;.  Which, really, is the time you need to pull late nights etc to get it done - except, you know, my body doesn't seem able to right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a debate tonight.  I have rehearsals for concerts that we don't have a HOPE in being ready for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been lying in bed for the past 4 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  One bit of good news though - Jimmy's at the coast at the moment, doing prac.  And he's coming over for dinner tomorrow night!  It'll be so good to catch up with him, that's it worth extra work at another time to make it happen.  I'm really looking forward to it actually.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Before disapearing into the sunset...</title>
    <published>2007-06-03T01:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-03T01:07:36Z</updated>
    <category term="choir"/>
    <category term="computers"/>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">I should probably mention a few other things while I still have access to a computer that turns on... (Because unfortunately, mine at home is not doing that at the moment... *sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is really busy - I am SO behind in marking, and reports are due Wednesday week.  There will be late nights ahead, to get it done.  Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that there are 2 music concerts comming up shortly is somewhat worrying.  I feel there is so so much to be done, and yet finding the time to prepare the groups (not to mention the other logistics) is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our debating team has their last debate on Wednesday night.  It's short preparation (ie they get their topic only 1 hour before they present).  I worry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my application for leave-without-pay was approved, I'm still yet to hear back from NYCA about weather my audition was successful or not.  Every day, I'm more and more convinced therefore that I have not got in. &lt;br /&gt;I will phone tomorrow for confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can hope is that these weeks go increadibly quickly, because for me, the holidays can't come soon enough!</content>
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    <title>Well, that went better than expected</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T15:34:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T15:40:34Z</updated>
    <category term="samuel"/>
    <category term="stephen"/>
    <category term="emmanuel"/>
    <content type="html">I've been down this weekend for the last weekend of the 3-6 Year Old Child Part One of the Catechesis of the Good Shepherd training (yeah, bit of a mouthful I know!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel was SO excited to see me on Friday afternoon - I'd forgoten how much I missed him.  He had to show me everything... but mostly he just ran around saying "Anna" at the start of everything - I think he just liked being able to say my name again after not having seen me for a bit.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.  Dotting Aunty shutting up now... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being around the family this weekend did mean one thing though...&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to tell them that I was going out with someone.        &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, for me, was a completely new conversation to be having with them.&lt;br /&gt;I really had no idea how they would react, given that I'd never had to have this conversation with them before.  And, to be honest, I thought that I'd be "grilled" much, much more that what did occur.&lt;br /&gt;So now they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I may not be close to my family (Samuel excepted), but I will conceed that I'm glad that they know now.  Well, "relieved" is a rather apt word anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I should say something more - but I'm unsure as to exactly what.&lt;br /&gt;I could give the whole a/s/l thing...and occupation too... but really that's never been what's important to me, and certainly not what's drawn me to him (or, probably, him to me).&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go the whole "dreamy/sappy/omg-he-is-the-most-amazing-person-and-omg-he-is-perfect" route either, because as much as I care about him, he is still fallible, still human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I will say this:&lt;br /&gt;We met on the World Youth Day Pilgrimage in 2005.  From which we formed a close friendship which I always deeply valued, even when it was very new.  This continued to grow, regardless of distance (he in Townsville, and I in Brisbane/Cairns/Caloundra).  On the 11th of May 2007, it blosomed into something... well, something more than a friendship.  Helped along by the endless crashing of waves on the ocean, I finally found the answer to a long-ago question I had posed.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, another shared night; and a weekend.  And now... well, now we wait.  Wait until we can be in the same place again.  &lt;br /&gt;And, quite frankly, the waiting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's all I can do. </content>
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    <title>Wahoo!</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T12:16:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T12:16:34Z</updated>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">My debating team won tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was their first win - and my first win as coach - so we were all very excited.  I was so proud of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:189580</id>
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    <title>Echoes of what has been and what might be</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T12:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T12:22:27Z</updated>
    <category term="ponderings"/>
    <content type="html">Tonight, &lt;a href="http://8mor.livejournal.com/19666.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; seems to make even more sense then it did at the time of writing.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:189431</id>
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    <title>Gah.</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T11:49:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T11:49:05Z</updated>
    <category term="computers"/>
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    <content type="html">You know how I mentioned that we had an instrumental teacher quit on us?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we've now had &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; instrumental teacher do the same.&lt;br /&gt;That makes 2 in 10 days...&lt;br /&gt;*headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my computer won't even turn on at the moment (I'm on Louise's, presently). [And even when it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; working, it wouldn't load my friends page properly - so I have &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt; idea how eveyone is at the moment!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my car had a flat battery this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm sitting here enjoying the long weekend, I feel like I have so much stuff to do (mostly for school, but some stuff at home too) that it almost doesn't &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; like a long weekend.  I gave myself yesterday off (lunch with Jenny and Deb was really nice too, btw)... and also did nothing productive today... so I have to pull my finger out tomorrow.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:188929</id>
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    <title>Music Madness</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T07:24:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T07:25:59Z</updated>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="choir"/>
    <category term="teaching"/>
    <content type="html">Last Wednesday, our guitar teacher started.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, he sends an email advising us that he's quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course it's fitting that - before I've even started teaching on Monday - &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; students walk up to me, independent of one another, to ask me if they can start guitar lessons.  Suddenly I'm in an awkward spot not really knowing what I'm allowed to say.  Oh, and this is not the first time the school's had an instrumental teacher do a "back flip" on taking lessons, they had a very similar situation last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm after a guitar teacher.   Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm still wanting to get brass and percussion sorted.  See, we advertised for brass with our add for woodwind last term - but got no responses for that area.  Some time ago I was given a contact phone number for someone, but it was not the right number.  So I backtracked and now think I've got the right number... only they don't have message bank, and I've been unable to reach them today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did have some good fortune yesterday afternoon.  Before heading home after our meeting, I decided to check my emails.  Our college secretary had forward to us the newsletter of one of the local primary schools.  Specifically looking for mentions about music, I skimmed it.  And I find a mention.  Mentioning that students are still able to begin percussion lessons.&lt;br /&gt;And providing a phone number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I'd ring, and inquire wether they'd be interested in teaching at Unity.  I got a resounding "yes"... in fact they'd apparently inquired about teaching percussion at the school &lt;i&gt;early last year&lt;/i&gt;, knows the head of primary, intends to send his students to UC, etc.!  We had a half an hour conversation about anything and everything - including the possibility of a percussion ensemble, and him giving me a good contact for buy percussion instruments.  I was so excited that as soon as I finished speaking to him, I went to find Karen (my Admin contact person).  However I found two other admin people in her office as well, who were quite surprised to see me (given that the staff meeting had finished almost an hour previously) - and even thought something must have been up!  I think I floated home, rather than walked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other music news, our Junior Choir is in MusicFest, and will perform at Sunshine Plaza on Sunday 17th June!  It's rather exciting... even if I do still need to do a heck of a lot of work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also planning an end of semester music concert, at this stage it's likely to be held on the evening of Thursday 14th June (and did I mention that reports were due the day before?!?).  And I'm looking at entering the Middle School Choir and/or Junior School Choir in the Queensland Catholic Schools &amp; Colleges Music Festival (QCMF) in August as well - so never a dull moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a personal note, I'm probably auditioning for &lt;a href="http://www.nyca.org.au"&gt;NYCA&lt;/a&gt;, if I'm successful in applying for two weeks pay without leave (for the first two weeks of Term 3).  And &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; I'm successful in all of that, then I'll fly to Perth early so that I can go to the Australian Society for Music Education National Conference which will be held during the days preceding the NYCA season.  &lt;br /&gt;So cross your fingers for me hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with that being said, I have to start this marking (bloody SOSE...).</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:188869</id>
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    <title>WHY?!?!</title>
    <published>2007-04-16T16:10:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-16T16:11:37Z</updated>
    <category term="moving"/>
    <content type="html">I am still up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2.10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have school tomorrow - and the 1st day of term, what's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; have I been doing I hear you ask? (Well, maybe it's not &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; asking; but it's &lt;i&gt;someone's&lt;/i&gt; voice in my head...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;Organizing all the stuff from the move that I haven't got around to doing yet.&lt;br /&gt;At 2am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be ill.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:188484</id>
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    <title>Just because I now have the internet at home...</title>
    <published>2007-04-14T08:59:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-14T09:03:06Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fifty Questions Meme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you know where your dad is right now?&lt;br /&gt;Well, he’s in Brisbane.  Probably in The Gap, but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last time you kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god…&lt;br /&gt;July 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is something you've learned about yourself recently?&lt;br /&gt;I’m not an island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;Silver and blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;No, I hate you all!&lt;br /&gt;LOL        J/K&lt;br /&gt;My close friends make all the difference in the world… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you close to your mum?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.uc.qld.edu.au/"&gt;Unity College&lt;/a&gt;, Caloundra.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;“Crazy little thing called love”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. What do you smell like?&lt;br /&gt;Impulse “Illusions”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What color are your pants?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Closest thing to your left?&lt;br /&gt;A pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What color is your bedroom carpet?&lt;br /&gt;Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a chair in your room?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  A sofa and computer chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What time were you born?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you play any sports?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you know someone named Lori?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What color is your mom's hair?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s &lt;i&gt;died&lt;/i&gt; black...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a dog?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  Louise has a cat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you remember singing any songs as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;Not as a small child, no.		&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When's the last time you went swimming?&lt;br /&gt;Last time Michelle, Joe and Samuel were here… about 6 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you talked to one of your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;School camps, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - jack of “all trades”, master of &lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;.  Piano, flute, and clarinet… enough guitar to teach Year 8’s… enough to get a basic tune out of all others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like fire?&lt;br /&gt;I love sitting &lt;i&gt;around&lt;/i&gt; a fire.  Sitting next to someone, having a deep and meaningful with a warm drink… there’s nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, have we met??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever been to a spa?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; a spa, but never had a spa treatment though…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Did you take science all four years of high school?&lt;br /&gt;We have 5 years of high school.  And yes – both Physics and Chemistry in Senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like butterflies?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  Particularly the Ulysses butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who made you laugh last?&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is one thing you miss about your past?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t tend to miss “things”, but there are some people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever seen the school counselor?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yes.  Not many people know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Um, I am one...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is one thing you have learned about life?&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nah	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Ever been stuck in an elevator?&lt;br /&gt;No, but our choir nearly was at a competition once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What does your dad call you?&lt;br /&gt;Anna Pauline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What does your mom call you?&lt;br /&gt;Anna	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What does you hair look like right now?&lt;br /&gt;Clean!  I finally washed it last night.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;43. Has a friend ever used you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Has anyone recently told you that they like you more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;No, not recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What have you eaten today?&lt;br /&gt;Yoghurt, chocolate, salami.  Wow, that’s not usual, I &lt;i&gt;swear&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It does, however, reflect how much I need to go shopping tomorrow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Home phone – Mum called&lt;br /&gt;Mobile - Erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really have one.  I do like “The Lion King” though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure… Erica maybe?  Or Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Having all of my marking done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How was today?&lt;br /&gt;Today was fully of procrastination… Actually, it was what I needed it to be:  totally by myself, very quiet and without anything being achieved.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:188167</id>
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    <title>You have GOT to be kidding me...</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T11:14:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T11:14:43Z</updated>
    <category term="health"/>
    <content type="html">I feel like crap - quite literally. You know, the whole sore-throat-stomach-feeling-like-it-will-throw-up-head-pounding thing.  To the point where I had to come home early tonight.  The option was pike or puke; so I chose the former...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I could understand if I got this last week.  But not now.&lt;br /&gt;Now just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I have school work that desparately needs doing.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, in a few days I have &lt;i&gt;school&lt;/i&gt;, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  What I was comming home &lt;i&gt;from&lt;/i&gt; was MUFFY (Mondo Undergound Film Festival for Young People), where Erica's school were finalists!  They'd done a fantastic job, and it was good to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS.  I'm going to bed now, really...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:8mor:187928</id>
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    <title>Woot!</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T07:07:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T07:07:11Z</updated>
    <category term="computers"/>
    <content type="html">Finally, &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;, I have the internet at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL</content>
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