I woke up and saw Shane Warne in his undies.

Whoo-eee.

A special hello to those who live in the Gay Capital of Australia, Sydney!

The fact I haven't posted this week means that either I'm working incredibly hard, or, I've moved on to more advanced forms of procrastination. Maybe that should be 'and/or', or just 'and'.

I had a rather entertaining weekend in Melbourne. Climbing with Choco was good, but we chose to go on half-price night, which meant the place was a brothel (assuming brothels get really busy). Choco managed to stuff his enormous blessing into the harness, but spent most of the evening hanging with his weight on one of his nuts, much to my delight.

We then went down Brunswick street and met up with Steve, who was doing his best 'Junkie Jesus' impersonations. He read me a 'Limerick of the Libertines' he'd written especially for the occasion, a take-off of a dirty book called 'Lusts of the Libertines' by the Marquis de Sade. We then performed the time-honored tradition of buying a hip flask of bourbon and sneaking into a bar. During this period I may, or may have not, had a ciggie. Steve assured me that baby Jesus in heaven would still love me either way. Choco and I then went home and drank a bottle of wine, and became heinously intoxicated. Another bottle of wine was opened, it had gone off, so we both threw up and went to bed.

I finally signed up at the gym on Sunday... one months membership is 26 bucks! Fucken-A. I made an appointment to have a fitness assesment at 7 am on Tuesday, which meant I got up at 6am yesterday morning. Anyone familiar with my sleeping habits realizes that this would normally require constructing some form of device which will set the house on fire at around 5:30am. Anyhoo, I get in there and the guy doing the test first attempts to take my blood pressure, but the pumpy-hurty-county thing is busted. He then attempts to untangle a measuring tape, and then goes, "Are you one of those guys who really cares about measuring your muscles all the time?", to which I wisely said "Heavens no! I'm not one of those nancy-boys! I prefer vagina!". He asked what I was coming to the gym for, I explained, and he said, "No worries, I'll have your plan done by Thursday". Furry muff. I had a go on the bike and rower anyway.

Mum has headed off to Perth, so I'm home alone till Sunday, although I beleive Adam is arriving with a large Chinese contingent tomorrow. I think I'll bugger off again.



... and the thesis is going swimmingly. Check it out on the information superhighway!

I have downloaded about 4 or 5 arseloads of music this week. Even though the ISDN connection here has quite a modest speed, we are on an unlimited plan, and bittorrent rulz. Hot stuff includes the new FIDDY album - `MASSACRE', the DEPECHE MODE REMIXES 81-04, the KANYE WEST album and the KANYE WEST remixes, which is a 'collectors edition' no less! I've also updated my back catalogue of stuff I never managed to get my hands on, or lost, including Nick Drake's three albums, the Mylo album, and the Killers - Hot Fuss album.

Kanye on education (mp3 link)