back from england

mum and dad visted, with gifts and photos from abroad.
i got the most divine little hat made out of mohair! it makes me very happy. mum bought back a little yarn from the blarney woolen mills for me to touch, just to see how coarse it is- it feels like hair! so different from our yarn, and so much thicker. i love the feel of merino - ineed to try and get some more accurate research on the ethics of it.

my librarythinging is continuing along merrily. and, so is my decision to go and do my masters next year in library science. i mean, i love libraries, i Love them. i love them more than art galleries, i love them more than bookstores... well,... not quite more than bookstores, but there is not a great deal of freedom in working for a bookstore - there is so much hirarchy, and i really don't feel like studying buisness. my ultimate dream is for R and M to want a hobby bookstore to retire with, and set me up as manager with free range to stock whatever i want, with a significant internet ordering system as well. **swooooons** how great would that be.

anyhow, it's not going to happen just yet. and, last time i applied for gallery jobs me and my other graduate buddies were so dissillusioned that we didn't bother re-applying. poopies. i got in, what, the top 98th percentile of their goddamn test with no interview, and lachlan got in the top 94th? we stand around making sure kids don't eat the artwork. god. what more could you do. but, i am going to try and talk to peter from the gallery store. his passion for Old Boss at Bookstore would be enough for him to give me a go. --'you were trained by A--? here, take a job! now!" well, that is how it goes in my mind.

yes. mean time, though, i really want to get Everything Sorted. 4 months til end of lease, and lachlan and i really are tired of waiting... we want a house together, to love and hug and call our own. and a goldfish. four months!

yay! we will call it
'timmy the second and better' as it will be vastly superior to the sad house in highgate hill.

but it's ok, you know, i am getting things together. i am trying to learn what i want, and where i want to go, and to learn how to be ... less shit. i guess.

i'm pretty happy collecting my random skills at the moment. i feel ecclectic and amused by how many random things i am getting trained in. and, the more i think about it, the more i realise i want to work in libraries. and still make art, yes, and maybe even just make art one day, or work part time and art the rest of the time. (art as verb. hm. yes. no.) but. organising books makes me delighted. the last few days, where i have just felt desperately horrible, and the level of comfort i have gained from my librarything has really made me realise that libraries are where i belong. happily cataloguing and ordering and liase-ing (sp?) away.