Remote Blogging

So, did I mention I was going away? No? Well, I'm going away. Was sposed to be Friday but it's been suggested Thursday'd be a better idea. I'm not sure what I'm doing; either way, by lunchtime Friday at the latest, I won't be in Auckland again until the 16th at the earliest. I'm off to Wanganui Summer Art School via Rotorua to pick up my Aunty Patty who's coming with me. 7 Days of drawing from the nude model is my idea of a *good* time actually, 7 days of drawing *anything* is my idea of a good time - the fact it's from my preferred subject, the undraped human figure, is just utterly wonderful. I've been trying to do this in a variety of ways for years but my head has always had a way of convincing me that slaving for my employer was always a more urgent need. Now that I work for myself I said "Self, get thee to a summer school" and booked it last year. We were lucky to get into the course in the end. But a phonecall and a plea saw us pencil'd in and money followed promptly enough that they held our spots. The other cool thing about this trip is that I'm driving down now. I was originally going to fly or bus or something else but then I decided driving fast and singing loud was a way funner idea. So a) road trip and b) nude people. Wanna come?
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Excited on a Tuesday

I am squealing with excitement. Did I mention this before? Well I just phoned them to make sure they reserve my booking, and she's holding and I'm posting the cheque today. I.can't.wait. Honest to God, my mouth fills with saliva at the very thought of 7 days of drawing and then I let my brain realise its from a nude model and that's when the high pitched excited squealing starts. I.love.this.plan.
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