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Am back at Sydney.

My flight was in the evening this time, which meant I was relaxing at home with Mum most of the day, rather than tearing around madly trying to get everything packed and organised, while desperately longing for more sleep and a back rub. This lead to me not spending the whole flight asleep. I have discovered, however, that not sleeping on planes means I am absolutely exhausted by the time the taxi's dropped me off and I've dumped my stuff, gotten groceries, found food, unpacked a bit and can finally stop and breathe at my destination.

Am totally zonked right now.

Was going to be more interesting and use full sentences, but blergh. Too hard. Do it later.

Instead will watch Pirates of the Caribbean 2 on the telly. Yay! Have never seen it before, but pirates! and Johnny Depp! and shivering timbers! and Jack Sparrow! and rum! - what's not to like.