I think I may have written something to this effect back in late 2004, amidst exams and thesis:
"Grr...have to stop wasting time mucking about on computer writing stupid stuff. Have a thesis to write. Have another 100 pages of thesis to write. Have to present thesis in TWO DAYS!"
So here I am again. The CFA exam is in 75 days, there are probably 75,000 pages yet to be read and I am happily typing away.

I suppose an absence of over a year warrants an update on all the old favourite characters, and possibly introduction to some new ones.

My hot momma took a long time to adjust to her little duckling moving out of home. While visiting me in Melbourne at Easter last year, she gave me another ten months of freedom before moving back home. That did not eventuate. I stood my ground and am still happily enjoying freedom with intermittent trips home every few months. I think she is back to her former happy self now with some new friends - new wild friends with tattoos, I might add.

My lovely poppa is like the constant in a regression equation (apologies, I just read up on regression analysis yesterday). He has not changed. I enjoy the conversations we have, especially while he fixes the heels of my shoes whenever I am up in Sydney (and saving myself $8 per shoe in the process).

Every night, at just after eight without fail, they call me on my mobile because that's when Optus free time kicks in.

"Have you had dinner?" mum usually begins.

"Yep, just had dinner," I answer, sometimes begrudgingly because it seems there is never a new topic of conversation.

"What you have?"

"A potato and spinach salad," I said today.

"What??! Just salad for dinner? Any bread?" she said with alarm.

"I didn't want bread," I explained, not really wanting to go into my aversion to carbohydrates late at night.

"What about rice? What about soup?"

"No rice! NO SOUP!"

"Aiya. If you were at home, you could have had soup." She always made four dishes and a soup every night.

Some nights, I make up dishes and soups to tell her, things that would not be possible for me to make in the little time I have after coming home from work. Grilled salmon, mama! With some chicken broth to start! And quiche too!

Bah! The books are staring me down! Looks like I will have to introduce the new characters next time. Stay tuned.

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