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Still haven’t moved into new house yet. Everytime I go there, I’ve got more stuff and I throw that stuff into the room and sometimes organise it into tidy stuff, but I’ve still yet to sleep there. Flatmate figures that once I move my computer of awesome in there it’ll be a sign I’ve finally settled in. He’s probably right too. Problem is, I’m still waiting on a decently sized and reasonably priced desk to fall into my lap or into my room more preferably, but that will all come together soon. Very soon. Tomorrow a couple of trademe auctions shall finish and if the gods smile favourably, I shall emerge victorious of the bidders and with a sexy desk. The room is starting to take shape though, bed is in there and so is a shelf, but there are still many boxes of stuff around the place and lots of open floorspace going on still… as it’s so freaking huge, it’s awesome. Not to forget that there is a flatwarming this weekend for any and all that can make it. Saturday. Contact me for details. Did I mention earlier that I’ve broken my cellphone? Beat it up pretty bad and now it’s got a broken screen and walked out on me with some of my address book and the children. Since then, I’ve been getting txt messages from various ‘unknowns’ where I can either deduce through socratic logic of who it is, or sheepishly send a txt back saying sorry, I’ve come to depend on technology too much. But yeah, I have lost some numbers and that is why some are not hearing much from me. Which also reminds me… Marama, I don’t have yours or Joe’s number, so I didn’t get to send you a birthday greeting, but you’re hearing it here on the blog, Happy birthday! As a cheap present of some sort, here is the trailer to 30 Days of Night. Yeah That’s right, I’ve put together a trailer of the film you worked on as a birthday present for you. How magic am I? Seriously, it looks pretty cool though and I’m seeing quite a bit of the comic coming through. Yay!