Oh yeah! And Woohoo! Here it is:

My entry ticket to what is possibly going to be one of the best nights of my life. Met up with Greer this afternoon for a cuppa at the Tap Room and collected the ticket from her. Now all I have to do is work out my transport. I’m thinking of parking the car overnight at one of the car storage places out by the airport, which will cost about half as much as a taxi to and from. In Auckland I will probably take an airport shuttle. All up though the transport alone is going to cost nearly $100. And I need to get my hair cut before then, another $70. Really really need to find a new flatmate soon. If only I didn’t love living by myself so much…

Can I also just say….  Threading. Oh. My. Fucking. God. Ouch! Fist-clenching pain. Not so much of a fan, think I will stick to eyebrow waxing. And maybe it was just the person doing it, but it doesn’t seem to lend itself to shaping very well. My eyebrows are hard to shape, I will admit, as I have brown and blonde hairs in there, but with a little patience and care I can usually manage to work a shape into them. So if I can, how come the so-called professional can’t? Won’t be going back there. I used to have a great lady who got them perfect every time, Bernadette I think her name was, but when the salon she was working at closed down, I lost track of her. Anyone know of a really good waxist on my side of town? Waxist? Is that even a word?