Been pissing down and cold and windy, in true Palmy fashion, delivering winter via a freezing kick to the scrotum. Despite this I'm being more frugal with the heater, only turning it on at night when my nipples threaten to cut their way through four layers of clothing.
We've entered that hazy time at school known as 'pre assessment week', which is essentially when all the poor fools who've been given resubmits (basically: redo assignment X or fail) are scrambling to get shit done. Us plucky transition students have Visual Imaging 2B to complete by next Wednesday, so we're mostly heads down researching and conceptualising and designing and quietly plotting bloody revenge on the lecturers.
Annah's been hanging out in Levin, presumably living in a tree and fending off post apocalyptic tribesmen who are trying to steal her gasoline. I'm pretty sure this happens in Levin. She's back this afternoon for two days, so I'm looking forward to that. We shall go to the movies and spend quality couple time, gazing into each others eyes with the full moon behind us. Possibly Brian Adams can do our soundtrack.
