I have a perfectly good explanation for the disappearance.

A couple of explanations, actually. Never in my life would I imagine I'd be too busy to check my email or SURF THE FRICKEN INTERNET, but hey, I guess BEING A FUCKING TEACHER kind of suuuuuuuucks the rest of your life away.




The second thing is I actually got a pet guinea pig. I know this is kind of insane considering my history with animals (they all died of unnatural causes) but I actually kind of liked THIS one. Mostly because it had really gross looking nipples, and I like gross stuff.

The previous owner called her Skippy but I renamed it Rotten Nipples, because HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY. In no way does that thing ever SKIP. Seriously.

Unfortunately I had to give the thing back because the cats around the estate have been trying to murder it. The NERVE, really. That's my job, not theirs.




Then, I got sidetracked by Spirited Away - I KNOW I'M THE LAST PERSON IN THE UNIVERSE TO WATCH THE MOVIE, but look, I'm finally there, and in love.

The not-so-good thing was I ended up having really bizarre dreams in which I was in my 17-year-old body (which is kind of depressing because I used to look like ET when I was 17) and eloped with some 12-year-old boy.

HOLY SHIT THE NEXT DAY I WENT TO WORK FEELING EXTREMELY UNSAFE FROM MY STUDENTS. Then I remembered that none of them were remotely cute and felt much more relieved.




And in between the madness I somehow got winded up in the Singapore Idol auditions, which has culminated in me leaving for a week-long boot camp starting tomorrow, where they shave off the current 100 remaining to 24 finalists. Or 12. I think.




I still remember everyone here, and love and thank you all for the comments, faves and death threats over the past few weeks. I promise to get back to this universe soon.



In the meantime, wish me luck.



Love, PZ.