One more week but who's counting...
I can't believe that time has fled like wild fire and I have neglected my poor FM. Well, lots has been happening here in God's own dot-in-the ocean country. YT has been totally preoccupied with what pays half the bills around here and the other half that will help that half go up by heaps! Are you with me? Personally I got lost after preoccupied, but anyway.
The head matriarch of R's family beckons us back to the mothership during Christmas for a big occasion in the family and I am miffed at the thought that someone thinks they can tell me what to do! I have my own plans and will go when I feel like it. No wonder, R's hair is falling out! I won't be caught dead attending said occasion.
Today at school, one little b***** kept insisting that the immigrants in New Zealand needed to go back to where they came from. Yet another insignificant ignoramus who will get only so much space in this post.
NZ is getting a bit too slow for me these days. Miss the city. Maybe we should move house but city life in Auckland is way behind. Maybe we need to move country! Any jobs for an Economics teacher anywhere out there in the more civilised world, except Australia, please? I come with great refs.
Oh well, here we go again moan, moan, more moan. Can't wait for the TB to chill out for yet another fourteen days of utter nothingness.
Abbreviations:
FM = Fireplace Musings
YT = Yours truly
TB = Term break
The head matriarch of R's family beckons us back to the mothership during Christmas for a big occasion in the family and I am miffed at the thought that someone thinks they can tell me what to do! I have my own plans and will go when I feel like it. No wonder, R's hair is falling out! I won't be caught dead attending said occasion.
Today at school, one little b***** kept insisting that the immigrants in New Zealand needed to go back to where they came from. Yet another insignificant ignoramus who will get only so much space in this post.
NZ is getting a bit too slow for me these days. Miss the city. Maybe we should move house but city life in Auckland is way behind. Maybe we need to move country! Any jobs for an Economics teacher anywhere out there in the more civilised world, except Australia, please? I come with great refs.
Oh well, here we go again moan, moan, more moan. Can't wait for the TB to chill out for yet another fourteen days of utter nothingness.
Abbreviations:
FM = Fireplace Musings
YT = Yours truly
TB = Term break
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