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Friday, August 30, 2002

Spring is arriving. Hurrah.

Spring is arriving, and everything is wet. It will get wetter. And everything always takes so long to dry out in Canberra. And then it just gets rained on again. I'm going to be squelching for the next three months. Joy.

Spring is arriving, and today I saw two galahs (birds, not idiots) getting it on. They didn't seem worried by my scrutiny. She had a long-suffering expression. He kept trying not to fall off. I could see why he was having trouble, though; they were at it on top of a street light. Surely there are more comfortable and convenient locations for procreation. Then again, maybe he likes the challenge.

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