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I also did this on 19 October 2002, and on 17 October 2001.

What I was doing. . .

• 5 minutes ago: Responding to a post by Dr Rivka, and thinking about what to eat for dinner
• 5 hours ago: Wandering around town buying sweets for trick-or-treaters, looking at pine furniture, and talking to Mike - Oh, and waiting to meet my friend Ellie.
• 5 days ago: It was a Saturday - I baked a cake, and went to Uitlander's birthday party.
• 5 weeks ago: I was waiting to tell my mother and parents-in-law that I'm pregnant (I was about 10 weeks pregnant then, and was waiting for 12). I was beginning to feel a lot better, and had not only begun to eat again, but had started cooking. My clothes were beginning to be too tight.
• 5 months ago: I had just stopped working all day in a job I hated which sapped my life-energy and made me ill. I was signed off sick for my notice period, but worked from home some days anyway. I was planning my wedding. I was trying to hand in assignments for my Open University course, but wasn't actually well enough to do them properly - I did them well enough to pass, though. Sometimes, I made lunch for myself and Rob in the back garden, and we ate in the sunshine, which was great. I did a lot of pre-wedding introspection, which was variously useful.
• 5 years ago: I had moved to England (after breaking up with my boyfriend in a miserable and traumatic way for both of us) and was, in October, on the verge of officially becoming Rob's flatmate. I was going out with someone else, though, and I think he was too - I don't know when they actually broke up; the break-up wasn't finalised until after I moved in, I know that. It was all very nasty and upsetting. But I had a decent job which was moderately interesting (partially because I got several sets of conflicting instructions a day, but at least they were interesting conflicting instructions) and was beginning to find out what this internet thing was and how a webpage worked. It was around this time I found out what HTML was and started my first website, which mainly consisted of journal-type things; I didn't start an online journal per se until the 10th of March 1999. I also went home for my 20th birthday around this time; it was already too late to book cheap tickets to go home for Christmas. That Christmas was possibly the best one in my life; Rob and I spent it together, as flatmates whose families were elsewhere, and we had a great time. I should write properly about it someday. 1998 was a very, very busy year. Oh - that was the year I met Simon Barrett, and all the afp people!

What was I doing...

• 5 minutes ago: Playing with my LJ pictures
• 5 hours ago: Finishing breakfast and trying not to fall asleep or be eatne by the kitten
• 5 days ago: Er. Thinking about words, and reading news.
• 5 weeks ago: Worrying about impending war, and my sister's wedding.
• 5 months ago: Unpacking in our new house and buying kitchen chairs. Admiring my rust-orange library.
• 5 years ago: Trying desperately to find a way to support myself.
  Having my boyfriend move in with me (That was 5 years less 8 days ago today) and spend nine weeks unemployed.
  Turning 18 and getting the only television I've ever owned, which I then sold to the boyfriend.
  Learning to drink neat whiskey without getting drunk as part of a friend's semi-religious ceremonies.
  Dealing with my head, which was horrible.
  Learning to love my mother, which was wonderful, and making her miserable, which was horrible.

Well, I've been messing about, and I thought it'd be amusing to make a virtual
model. This is all mactavish's fault, by the way. Also, it's the
first journal entry that hasn't been share don my main site journal, because,
frankly, most people who read that wouldn't be interested.

( The pictures are here... )