Best of luck to all who need it right now..

Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now -
when I need you...
- Radiohead, The Bends

I spent some of tonight at a post-honours BBQ, catching up with many of the gang for the last time. One by one, even those who had "no plans yet" last Friday have been recieving phonecalls, and the exodus to West Australia has begun. Half the Geo graduates already have jobs over there, and others are planning to find work once they arrive... it won't be quite the same with them all gone.

I'm teetering on the brink of that mad dash to the finish line, hoping I can make it there with my thoughts intact. Please don't be offended if I ignore phonecalls and email after this Friday - I'm not planning to sleep much, and all the waking hours will be poured into finishing writing. Saturday morning is the Great Time of Food Preparation, when I'll be making enough risotto, rice, curry and pasta to last until Friday. I've been hiding spare bits of food near my desk like a squirrel hiding acorns, and I probably won't be going far from my house often once I track down the final few references.

Fortunately, the house is close enough to places to relax - I haven't found an editing method more effective than taking a red pen & clipboard to the gardens, nor do I want to... I took a few photos last time I went out - photos are on my pbase gallery.

Here's my editorial subcommittee. They may not work for chicken feed, but they seem attentive enough...