End of Act One

Another 3,875 words added today, and I’ve finished Act One of my play.  Huzzah!

The first draft of my play, that is.  And it’s only Act One – although I know how Act Two will start and finish (the middle is the bit I’ve yet to discover).  All in all, though, a good day’s unpaid work – I don’t know what all these slaves are complaining about, to be honest.  Unpaid work is fun!

What else has been happening?  I’m so glad you asked!

I’ve been thinking for the past week or so whether I should go to the Dali: Liquid Desire exhibition at the National Gallery of Victoria.  Here is the linkage.  Two problems come to mind.

Dinner?

The first, obviously, is swine flu.  From what I’ve heard in the news, Melbourne is infested with it.  Infested!  It makes me glad to be living in Sydney.  So the question is whether I want to risk making the trip there and back and possibly catching some of the dreaded swine flu.  I’m still undecided on that bit (although it seems a tad ridiculous).

I can’t help, however, but feel that swine flu is just nature’s way of fighting back against the Big Bad Wolf.  Make your own conclusions from that.

The second is transport.  I’m merely a poor university student, and to fly there and back is quite expensive, as is the train ride, as is driving myself down there.

The solution to these two problems is obvious, of course.  I would like someone in the blogosphere to go to the National Gallery of Victoria, steal all the Dali paintings (they can keep everything else), and bring them back to me so I can ponder their meaning at my leisure.  So get to work!

And no, I’m not morally corrupt – I’m perfectly willing to pay the $18 entry fee.  I’m not asking to see them for free – what kind of person do you take me for?