My calluses are sore. Hauled my ass up a 16 today at rock climbing. Not my best by far, however considering I haven't been in yonks I thought it was a pretty decent attempt. And I forgot to take my chalk bag. There was a super sexy tanned guy who was lead climbing - gosh he had strong arms and climbed with such ease. We then went to the pools and sweated our butts off in the sauna. Was extremely good, extremely hot and extremely relaxing. So much so I am heading back tomorrow after my run. I hope it's rain, I love to run in the rain. In other news: - I have Twilight on my iPod. Woot. - all my uni work is up-to-date. I am now actually managing to finish my assignments a week before they are due - I am yet again about to get older - the kids are learning what each letter of the alphabet looks like - our library books are almost due back - kids birthday presents are well and truly bought - I love huge televisions - I can once again enjoy candlelit baths - road trips are imminent and most anticipated - I need to mow the lawns - I am extremely excited about Queenstown - it is half 10 and pretty damn cold! Above mentioned gunman described as: -obsessed with guns -grows dope -is paranoid about people breaking into his house - and is a loner Do you know him? I think I do. He's Jan Molenaar of course. Will leave it at that. For now.