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Travelling

I've got a reasonable amount on travel on my plate over the next few weeks.

This weekend I'll probably be driving up to visit the folks Sunday morning, coming back Sunday night. One of Mum's Sisters flew in for the three month visit on Monday morning, so I'm going up there this weekend to play the dutiful family member.

Next weekend I will be in Sydney again. Flying down after work on Friday, running the Shadowrun game on Saturday and Sunday is celebrating ozisim's birthday by spending most of the day eating sushi (something I have discovered that I really like) and then flying back home that night.

Then the weekend after that is Melbourne for Unicon. Myself and my Filthy Assistant are flying down Thursday night after work, Friday I am intending to go into the city for a visit to Anton's (for fitting), Suga and Haighs plus probably a visit to the new Krispy Kreme on Collins Street.

Something may be happening Friday night, but I'll probably skip it as I don't want a late night just before the convention.

Saturday and Sunday are Unicon, and I'm running my game (Homeward Bound) session C on Saturday afternoon.

We don't go back home till Tuesday evening, so there will be another visit to Anton's on Tuesday to pick up my clothes, and probably Suga, Haighs and Krispy Kreme's to stock up. No idea what else is happening.

After that it's getting home and not going anywhere for a while.

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psuedonym777
Sep. 14th, 2006 05:39 am (UTC)
Woo!
wilderdash
Sep. 14th, 2006 06:24 am (UTC)
Hmm, if I recall correctly, *somebody* owes me a shirt from antons!
*gleeful grin*
halloranelder
Sep. 14th, 2006 07:20 am (UTC)
I do believe "somebody" does. Which is why I'm intending to go Friday and Tuesday! :)
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Each of her veils, a secret promise
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