So, since I'd had to actually register with TradeMe in order to e-mail a couple of agents about various places we wanted to check out, I decided I'd try to list a few of my fitness and PT books (plus one on counselling, and a double of "Goddess in the Office" that I'd managed to pick up from somewhere. Then I decided it was a good place to list the spare iPod Shuffle I bought for Trailwalker, and...

So today I met our GM of Sales for Australia. He introduced himself to me, and I told him my name and that I was the company Copywriter. "Oh yeah", he said, enthusiastically. "I've seen some of the stuff you've been producing. You've done some *bloody* good writing - keep up the good work - you're a definite asset to the team." I think I can be forgiven for preening... just a little bit. 2 months...

Dear starfire, this is your internal captain speaking. No, that pounding headache, tiredness and runny nose don't mean you're getting sick. If you'd kindly look at the various features of the flight this past week, you'd realise that the headache combined with breakouts and bitchiness is most probably your sign that we are now on final approach towards menstruation. Please switch off all rational...

... no seriously. I wish I were kidding. Apparently, she was riding the lift up from our factory and noticed that there was a sign on the door that claimed the max capacity was 11 people. She felt strongly that there was no way 11 adults could FIT in there, and decided, in a fit of whimsy, to test this theory. Of course, she didn't *tell* us that's what she was doing. She just asked for 10 volunteers...

Right, so the building inspection happened yesterday. Well, 2/3 of it did anyway. The other third was deemed unnecessary, since the thermal imaging turned up enough issues that we were quite happy to say, "stop there, we're no longer interested". Which is, y'know, mildly disappionting, in that we liked the house; but at the same time, hugely relieving, in that it makes it crystal clear what the...

I think we've pretty much decided we don't want to buy the house. Not 100% decided, but I think we're 99% of the way there. We're going to go see metric frakload of open homes tomorrow - both in the immediate area and also a little farther afield (plus a few more on Sunday), and will plan to take a wee notebook with us in which to write impressions of each place we see. And then I will have to lovely...

Today was made of awesome at work on two fronts: - I had another ad fully approved by the Aussie regulatory authority (go me!), and - I had an e-mail back from the PR agency for whom I prepared the 4-page brief last week stating that they thought it was extremely well-written, and that they found it a "pleasure working with my material" I shall take this, then, as a successful week overall as work...

I've been wondering recently if the gymwork and basic-healthy-eating-without-going-overboard ( cuddleme999 's deeeeelicious turducken dinners notwithstanding) I've been doing since I started at the new job is having any effect on my physique at all, since I haven't really been seeing anything. Basically, in the first couple of weeks, I lost a couple of kilos, but then seemed to put it straight...

It turns out that the call from the rental agent was indeed to tell us that the landlord is definitely going to sell, and that she (the landlord) would like to offer us first option on the house. I had a brief word with said landlord earlier just to see what kind of asking price she was hoping for, and the figures she gave us are actually somewhere within (I think) what Gryphon and I can afford...

Lest there be any confusion about that title, this is the noise a Starfire makes when she discovers that there is a show described as "seriously dark", starring the aforementioned Jeff Donovan, written by Bruno Heller (of "Rome" and "The Mentalist"). AND that the pilot of said show guest stars Peter Wingfield (thus the Methos icon) AND that the entire pilot of said show, while not being available...