Today I take my little black USB stick to the Officeworks and get two copies of a Word doc printed out.
Then I will give one to my mother and one to my sister.
Then I will collapse into a state of anxiety, and await their comments.
I bet my mum can't be critical in her feedback. She is a typical mother.
In other news today I will make coleslaw (cheat's way, using packet stuff) and go to a friend's for BBQ. I will stay the minimum amount of time to be polite and then leave. Drop Princess at Ali's and collapse back into bed to read.
Now I am reading Nicholas Evans' The Smoke Jumper. What the fuck is happening to me?