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July 30th, 2002

Tuesday morning-afters

I don't think I should be left by myself for long periods of time, I start doing crazy things. Last night, boulstered by alco-ma-hol, I came across the brilliant idea of starting to write a trashy romance story.

I am full of shame.

My theory is that it wasn't actually my fault; if the crazy people at Gloria Jean's coffee hadn't have mixed up the coffees of Jye and myself it would have all been fine - but I get the sneaking suspicion that he was given my de-caff. Fully caffinated mocha at six in the evening does not bode well for sleep.

So after my late night bender of little sleep, terrible prose and bad alcohol (I mean, really, 'Tasmanian Blueberry Liquour'? What the hell was I thinking...) I am feeling somewhat seedy today. Fortunately, I have my friend V to save me. Ah, V, is there anything better for seedyness? While I was buying my precious nectar of the gods, I noticed a bottle of what could only be described as liquid evil. "Upper E". What. The. Fsck. Upper E? Are they insane? Well, probably.

I had a good laugh at one of the girly mags in the store, which was wrapped in plastic to "Seal in the Pinkness". Ah, what a tasteless society we live in...

Film at eleven

In other news (because I am autoclaving AGAIN which is taking forever AGAIN), let's have a big hurrah for the guy in Sydney for winning a case against Sony Playstation, which now means that there is a legal precidence for random folks chipping their Playstation2 for the use of import games. Heh heh heh - mine is now legal...

I havn't heard back yet about what is going on with the possibility of money from the $3.5 Million grant the department got, which was supposed to contain my theoretical scholarship. I am slowly building up tesion so that - should I be refused my money - I can go into a nigh-homicidal rampage and annihilate my enemies (all those who were involved in this plot to keep me as a poor and starving student).

While this may not be the best option, it would certainly make me feel better.

Speaking of things that make me feel better, I found out that my bathroom scales are wrong, and instead of weighing five kg more than what I feel happy with, its only one kg more.

And may I say that Grand Theft Auto III is a game worth playing, particularly if you get the un-edited version. Except that you begin looking at cars on the street as potential aquisitions...

I have too much time on my hands

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