- Albert moved to Johannesburg (which – yay! –means I’ll probably never see him again)
- My father had a heart attack (which sucked, obviously)
- I did not vote in the national elections.
- My feet turned into this
- I broke down in tears because there was no milk for my coffee (and now I’m sorry for everyone whose PMS I ever laughed at, because this? Is so much worse.
- I got made up to look like an Indian (possibly an Indian. Not really sure what it’s meant to be. I think I looked pretty, though.)
- I talked Marcel into letting my cousin make-up him. She didn’t turn him into a pirate, which I think is unfair.
- My dad got into a fight with a blesbok (which is a kind of antelope with really sharp horns and a nasty temper). It nearly disembowelled him, and he tore his shoulder to hell. This was after the heart attack, mind you. It was Monday, in fact.
- I found out I’m having a boy, contrary to expectations.
- I started writing again
- I installed Windows 7, which not only takes the Cake of Awesome, but eats some of it and smooshes the rest into your face so you look like a clownhead.
- I installed Windows Live Writer. Can you see I’m having fun with it?
