I dunno why but I’m sort of, not really boycotting Livejournal for the day — the cynical me doesn’t even think this’ll make a difference, because big companies always want more and more and more. Money that is. At least I have you, Eveninghour, I paid for you straight, no strings attached (OK, a few strings, but at least not tangled up like at LJ).

Anyhoo, I am on a week long Easter break, which I know for certain will zoom by like flies. I’ve got a lot of work to do if I am to be on top of things. Work for electronic design, studio and typography. Eeep. And I plan to see The Other Boleyn Girl, Sidney Nolan, Black in Fashion: From Mourning to Night and Game On. Possibly not all at once. Not to mention snapping hundreds of shots of a yet to be chosen township/city of metropolitan Melbourne for type. Decisions, decisions.

Borders at Melbourne Central on Tuesday night was packed to the near brim (well, the queue anyway) of people taking advantage of their 40% off one full-priced book deal. For once I am glad to have signed up for this particular mailing list! Look what I …