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Ok. Dragging myself out of the blogging closet. I have to admit, it's almost as painful as forcing myself to work out... I gave that up too.
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Still no improvement on my shoulder and back. Not that I was hoping for it, just thought I'd inform for those of who still think "better" is an option.
Instead of "better", replace it with "more morphine" and you're on the right track.
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Still no word from Great Southern Productions on my pitch, but I figure no news is good news. The fact that they liked it enough to consider it is good enough for me... At the moment.
In the meantime I continue to keep visualising the moment they tell me YES, and keep reading my positive affirmations that I have up around the house.
"You WILL
Get a YES
to produce Dark Valley,
and it
will be GREAT!!!"
And I haven't even read The Secret!
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I did myself a tarot reading yesterday. It was the first one I'd done for myself in years, and it was quite affirming also! My fingers are still firmly crossed.
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My friend asked me recently:
"Why are you in Carterton again?"
I didn't have an answer for her immediately - I have been wondering that myself alot recently.
But in the end I realised that I'm here because I'd rather be independant in the country than reliant in the city.
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I do miss my friends though. Especially when they are going through rough times and I can't be immediately there for them...
I am thinking of you (all).
I miss my brother from another mother in Switzerland, Cristo.
I miss my sister from another mother Tara and can't wait to meet her new daughter...
I miss all my cheeky darkies - Lee, Spence, Tara and Lili.
I miss my cousin Renata.
I miss my ginger Gemma.
I miss my big gay Brendan.
I miss Wendy, and Amir.
I miss Rewa.
I miss all my flatmates and my daily interactions with them.
Hell, I miss fuckin everyone, even people I haven't seen since primary school.
I'm a big softie at heart really.
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I really don't have much else to say today.
Except that it's sunny outside so I might go bask in it.
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