A lot has been happening lately

Deer Jesus: He was mounted for your sins.

My sin is that I'm too damn busy. I have been writing an essay for the past week and a half - the longest time I've ever spent writing anything. It's the slums paper - at last. I've been waking up at 7am to write.

Also: Geoff came down from Auckland to visit. That was fantastic. We drank beers and played on flying foxes.

We threw a Halloween party that entailed Anne going insane for half a week while running around for decorations. The pumpkins have gone moldy and we threw out the fake cobwebs and burned all the candles to stubs, but we've still got:
-Five plastic skulls, painted red;
-Three maroon curtains;
-Beads galore;
-A framed photograph of Karl Marx; and
-Some of the surplus booze that people brought.

I dressed as Fidel Castro. We were serving vodka martinis from a pitcher in the fridge.

This weekend we set off fireworks in a slightly belated Guy Fawkes. Went to the beach in November and could actually swim; discovered that the second-best fish-and-chips shop in the country was serving fish-on-a-bun in Paraparaumu. Finished watching the second season of Star Trek that same day. We're drinking it in as fast as possible. And drinking as fast as possible.