Rachel's Brownie troop has a new owl. A new leader, that is, and they're called owls, and they get little names, like Brown Owl, Ruby Owl, Sunshine Owl, etc. Rachel came home and said she was supposed to think of a name for said owl. Miguel said, Skanky Owl and Kirsten thought that was pretty funny, but Rachel misheard and said, no, not Stinky cos she didn't smell. Kirsten came by later when I was working on my paper and said, "How about Obsessive-Compulsive Owl?"

whoof. Nobody's won the superseven yet, so it continues to be freaking busy. I think my arm may fall off from pressing buttons.

I went yesterday and delivered my in-class presentation on fractals and mental disorder. I've come up with a new strategy for this. I pretended there was no-one in the room except Dr. Menzies and Gerald (who was in one of my classes last term). I even addressed remarks to each of them, as Gerald had given his presentation just before mine, and he said something I wanted to pick up on. I even had overheads. And Dr. Menzies liked my charts. So I think it'll all be ok.

I'm going back to the prison this weekend. I'm not so nervous about that this time, as I know the drill. I hate the bit where the doors clang shut behind me. Especially if I'm on my own, as you have to wait in a little cage for someone to come with the van and pick you up. The workshop this weekend is more advanced, I'm looking forward to it.