Harro brog. Apparently it's been a while... again.

Some things that are the same as when I last posted:

• God
• My favourite number
• My cat's perpetual appetite

Some things that are different:

• My $6 sunnies have been replaced, since they were broken at Saturday arvo sport
  
• I own a Postal Service album
• I can legitimately put some fun letters after my name when I sign off

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These days I sometimes feel like I'm floating.
I'll read a stack of job ads, apply for any that seem half appropriate, and sometimes try to trample those monkeys that are the unemployment blues by making sure there's a samurai sudoku in front of my face.

I'm waiting to hear back from the JET people about whether they want me to go and teach English to Japanese high school kids. Another month or so until I find out. It would be great...

I've also been busying myself with projects o' randomness. There now exists a 9" doll of Janet. She wears a black gothic dress and her wig is in the making. (The real Janet doesn't wear a wig, if that's what it sounded like.) It seems to bother some that her wig is made from my hair, but I don't believe in any kind of voodoo foo, so it's fine. If anyone goes shoving sharp objects into her, I'm convinced she's the only one who'll suffer. Maybe I'll throw a photo up here when it's all done.

I'm not a writer, so this is a bit of a battle. Maybe that's why my blog dies all the time.

Janet
B.A./B.E. (Because that's so relevant to this post...)