You already know I won right?
Thanks for all your congrats. As for the evening itself...

Jeez, I guess it just shows how much wine you can drink if you really try, even if you can't usually abide the stuff. Not so advisable to get up at 8AM the next day and go on Good Morning.

And yes I did wear a hoodie to the awards since I only wear my suit to weddings and funerals - I thought it would be more like the latter, but it turned out to be the former (me taken to be the bride of the high-lit world). Even Georgina Te Heuheu was impressed and gave me a hongi. Now all she has to do is quit that stupid party for good (after all they've done to her) and she'll be my homie.

In other news - I saw Nick Bollinger's band on Sunday (The Windy City Strugglers with Bill Lake and Rick Bryant). A lot more instrumentation and musicianship to provide interest than the garage rock bands of the previous evening, though the polished singing sounded bad to my more modern tastes. Lady Luck is a pretty classic band to watch live though.

I don't know what else to say. I could skite about the famous people I met or how the publishing companies now want to have a serious look at my novel after all this time, but you can imagine the details for yourself.

Last word: gig on Sat at the Odeon - The Sneaks, The Ruby Suns (that's me), Lawrence Arabia (Reduction Agents pretty much) and White Collar Hollar. Be there and be a poser later on...