Vienna waited for me

So, it's been a while since I blogged. It's been so long, I'm not even sure where to start. So much so that I have been putting off blogging for the last few days, which is turning what I need to write about into more and more, making me want to write less and less. It's a vicious cycle I tell you.

Well, last weekend I went to Vienna, which was very nice, except for the weather. It was the first nice weekend in London, with clear blue skies and sunshine and in Vienna it was... raining. Plus the Viennese are very grumpy. But after about an hour, I reached a point where I was like, yes, I am an Imperialistic English-only speaker, yes I am loud, yes I don't know your customs, get over it. It was very refreshing. I also put on a distinct American accent to avoid connection with Australia, to protect our international rep. Basically I sat around in coffee shops, ate alot of cake and schnitzel and occasionally saw some kind of significant sight (Schonbrunn is definitely worth the trip, but take a book and some food because that hill is waaaay to steep to walk up in one go!). While coming home my bra almost caused an international incident because it had too much metal in it and kept setting off the metal detectors, which earned me several minutes of a middle aged Viennese woman poking at my breasts in front of the 100 other people waiting for the flight. Great. But survived it and came home in one piece! Now I am stressing about exams, getting ready for the moot, worrying about what to do after exams and the like. Gosh. I can't wait for them to be over! But then I can because I am nowhere near ready yet! Gah!

Anyway, thats all I can think of right now..... Until I can recall more!

Spring in my step but not in my heart

There is no spring in my heart because my entire chest cavity is filled with risotto. There was a point at which I could have stopped eating it and frozen some, but I ate right past that point and on into oblivion. Gaah. SO there is no space for spring in there. But it is on it's way, judging by the bright light coming in the window right now.

Well this is my COMPLETELY ADORABLE niece, Skye Lily. See, I told you, she is already cooler than the other babies just by having my in her gene pool. Lucky thing! Can't wait to see her :)

So! What's new? Not work, not uni, not mooting, not nothing. I really am going to have to start doing some crazy stuff to keep people reading my blog. Went to the Brick Lane markets on Sunday, which I definitely recommend. Lots of food, but I didn't find a bike which was what I was there for. Better luck next time.... Or maybe I need to stop expecting to find a good bike for fifty quid or less? Thoughts?

In other news, I am up to my eyeballs in exam study, so if someone wants to take one for me you certainly may. International human rights law anyone? It's up for grabs! There is a rumour going around work that I am getting married this weekend (because I am in VIenna). I know I should dispel this rumour, but actually I am thinking about going with it a bit, inviting everyone via email and attaching my gift registry. Everyone who can't make it will have to buy me a present. And viola! New shoes. But this would be wrong, evil, bad, etc. Hmmmm....

Congrats to my brother and sister-in-law

Yes, it's finally true I am an auntie. Her name is Skye Lily and I have to say since becoming an aunt five days ago, the heavy weight of responsibility is bearing down upon me. Who but me will give her make up years before she's ready? Who but me will let her watch an MA 15+ film at my house when she's 10? Who but me will give her tim tams for breakfast? Who but me will send her high heels from New York? Yes, it's a solemn duty I undertake, but I promise to do it all to my utmost, to infuriate her parents, and to ensure, from this moment on, that she has at least one bad influence in her life.

That's the big news at the moment, unless any of my readers have been following Charlie Sheen, the dispute between Russia and Georgia in the ICJ or the royal wedding. I'm guessing few of you have been because, well, you all have lives.

But happy april everybody, I'm one month closer to having to find a job, get a life and a new flat, and decide if I'm going home or staying here. Hmmm. Time does insist on bringing the difficult decisions, doesn't it?