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Wednesday, December 22, 2004


Christmas comes in small packages
Once upon a time, a twenty-six year old girl answered the doorbell to find a package sitting on her doorstep. She sat it on the kitchen table and pondered where it came from and what it might contain.




Then, she had a brilliant idea.

"I'll open it and find out!", she exclaimed to no-one in particular.

Carefully wielding a pair of scissors, she opened it to find lots of other little packages. With a cry of delight, she discovered the gifts and treasures promised her when she won the survival of the fittest online competition run by The Day After Tomorrow and I-Robot. The girl and her 2 disc special edition DVD of the Day After Tomorrow, the novel Master and Commander, an I-Robot cap, a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen global clock, a Fox studios T-shirt and mug lived happily ever after.

The End




Friday, December 10, 2004


The 12 days of Christmas
It is 2 weeks til Christmas. That's just revolting, isn't it?! I had the... umm... remarkable experience of listening to Pauline Hanson singing the 12 Days of Christmas on the radio this afternoon. She didn't actually do too badly, but seriously. No one should ever ever ever sing that carol ever ever ever again. Ever.

On a pleasant note, I think I've made the decision to hold my bi-annual NYE party after all. I can't pass up a tradition which is now 6 years in the making, can I? Let's see... that gives me 3 weeks to plan it. Piece of cake. Hmmmm...

Oh, and I'm back from NZ. < /stating the obvious> I haven't even had 10 minutes to myself to upload and sort photos, but here's a few to tide you over.

My fave rose in the Christchurch Botanical Gardens. It wasn't til after taking the picture that we found out its name was "Perfect Moment"!


A gorgeously sunny day at Milford Sound. This is the famous Mitre Peak.


Up on the Franz Josef Glacier. Quite an achievement for the chronically unfit!


Random Fave 1. Believe it or not, it was a dismal, dreary day in Christchurch.


Random Fave 2. Stopped by the side of the road between Queenstown and Dunedin.


The Singapore Airlines shot. The room we stayed in at Queesntown was just so... pink.


That's it for now!



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