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OK, so I'll be staying up here (Brisbane) this (long) weekend.

It looks like everyone in Sydney is going well. Everyone is happy, pretty stress-free / relaxed, and handling things (yesterday's trip to the hospital) pretty well. I was thinking about going down this weekend (i.e.: going down after work tomorrow, back Monday), put it seems that me being there won't add much. Crowded house already, everyone's ok. Unsurprisingly, I've been fairly unsure whether to go. But this is the right choice.

Next weekend (ie: going to Canberra) is another matter - it's still up in the air. Whether I go down then depends on (a) how well people are going, in particular getting back home, (b) whether they are coping, and (c) how much in need of a hug I am. :) I'll decide on Tuesday or Wednesday next week. I've got flights booked, planned for the fortnight after - two days Sydney, then the weekend in Canberra; and I was there at the end of May. hmm... But going down next weekend will mean missing a group that I want to listen to. hmmmmmm......

In a way not going down this weekend is good, as I'll be able to catch up with some choir people on Sat, do the heap of Mandarin homework that is required (test is Monday week - yikes), and try to sort out China stuff (yeah right: like that's going to happen.).

Anyhow, so I sent off for my passport today. Just a tip: not all Australia Post outlets can process them. The one that I went has certain times that you're supposed to book for an appointment... None of which include weekday lunch hours.... Anyhow. There's a possible issue - there was a bit of reflection from the flash in my glasses - apparently this could be an issue - hopefully I don't get a call from the dfat...

Useless trivia: you're able to keep your old passport - as they just cut off the bottom bit of the front cover - the bit that has all the numbers and stuff. It's slightly weird looking at old photos of myself... Quick, someone make a stupid comment about "just slightly?" or "it's weird looking at photos of you". Hardy har har...