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Joanna is now on my back. Nice to have her watching with pursed eyes... What do I do when folk like Jeremy are waging a private little war against me? Well first off I scoff at his claims of my muppetship, as he did absolutely nothing this year. We still have Ngai Tauria to deal next year (we need to nut out how much money VUWSA gives them) and the ONE protest we took part in wasn't nearly as succesfull as it could have been (touch wood for next year).
Where does all this bitchiness come from? Is it my fault? I think part of the problem is I just haven't got on with Jeremy and so unlike Nick who enjoys seeing me arrive every day, Jeremy just gets pissed off seeing me pop my head into the office. I'm getting on well with quite a few of the new exec, although I split Caroline's lip, we're still very good friends, while Delia is coming around for dinner.
Did I mention I made a dream of a pie this afternoon? Apple strudel filling with a custard top. Once again it's a dream! So tasty! Pasta with homemade tomato sauce with cashews to boot, I love being able to survive on not very much...
It was funny walking to the sunday market (obviously on sunday), because as I went through Aro park I pretty much saw a cross-section of the Aro. Namely a couple of student types sun bathing, some bogans drinking cheap beer on the hill, yuppies jogging by and a homeless guy listening to his radio on one of the park benches. Makes me appreciate life, those moments, they're almost my New Zealand 'Parklife'.