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Someone was hit by a car crossing Flemmington Rd on the way to the hospital at about 9.00 am today. It wasn't me, but it happened about 2 minutes before I got there. Just to let you know it wasn't me. I passed a scared young uni student afterwards; it had happened just infront of her. I stopped to see she was okay - she was, she told me, she had just had a fright.

Maybe I should stop crossing roads so irresponcibly.

More news - Kiri's sister had a baby girl yesterday, named Elly, so now nuwishas_tale is officially an uncle in law. So everybody phone him up and congratulate him on being an unckie. And Kiri for being an aunt. Yay.

In less exciting news (depending on how you look at it) I bought two leather bound journals with red gilt pages to write what the americans quaintly term 'romantica' in. You have been warned.

And for those of you how were interested, that community I was talking about is secret_grimoire. It's still under construction. And I know the name is poxy, but the first 15 or so names I tried were taken and I was getting desperate.

Feedback me!


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Aug. 7th, 2003 08:53 pm (UTC)
Love the sound of the journals, one of mine is the same style/company that made Ernest Hemingway's journals. Go me.
Aug. 9th, 2003 03:35 am (UTC)
I've joined your community. Sadly I'm sleepy, and have nothing much to say, but soon, soon. Anyway, just so you know that I *am* interested in your ideas, and have subscribed to your magazine.
Aug. 10th, 2003 03:45 pm (UTC)
Having been hit my a moving vehicle I am always a little skittish about crossing the road against the lights, and I always pay attention when I am at lights or an intersection.

Once bitten....

It is not me that I do not trust, but look at some of the morons on the road. Once I had to put my car between someone who was going to run through a school crossing with about 15 Grade 1 and 2 kids on it, because the guy was not used to going through the crossing at that time of day and just assumed it would be clear. He just avoided hitting me, and got out to abuse the shit out of me when the Candy-Striper (and a cop who arrived about a minute later by luck) started hoeing into him.

Dont trust the morons, be careful when crossing the road.
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