It is a fact universally acknowledged (in my world at least) that for the foreseeable future, my holidays (Christmas, Easter, etc) are going to be a shitshow of family crap.

My internet has been dodgy for weeks, but when does the modem decide to go totally kaput? Yes! The night before the Easter long weekend. I have data on my phone, but not that much and certainly not enough to binge watch Netflix this weekend. 

Another long day of headshots. At least the Production students are: (a) prompt; and (b) low maintenance.

Thank god for my acupuncturist. I've barely been able to move after the torturous Thai massage I was subjected to on Saturday... an hour of needles and cupping has me being able to actually move my neck again.

New office needs plants. Lots of plants. And a cocktail cart, according to my office-mate. Because, WTF wouldn't you? 

Met my colleague's 3-day-old daughter, Joss (short for Jocelyn), this afternoon. SO. ADORABLE.

WITH THE BEST NAME.

Had to go up to Ballarat to spring LB out of hospital... was so tensed up after 4 hours of driving that I decided to get a Thai massage on my way home. Now I can barely move my neck I'm in so much pain.