Oh Happy Day

Nothing special happened today but it was just one of those brilliant sunny and warm days that reminded me of the carefree summers we Aussies have. Unlike our American counterparts, we have the massive break from studies at the end of the year culminating in a Christmas, New Year's and a red hot summer! How much better can it get? Even though I've got heaps of stuff on my plate and really busy and kinda stressed, today breathed a bit of life into me and I'm handling things a lot better just from the sun. See, the sun makes you happy!!! Driving home after my 2-hour Corp Fi lecture today (which finished about 4:50pm rather than 5:15pm!) actually made me a little sad I'm going to miss the Australian summer even though I'll be in the US experiencing a "White Christmas." Ooo I also made about $26 profit from the soccer gambling action on the weekend. Good ol' Man U! Haha

On other things comedic, I was very amused when Lena mentioned how excited she was about the upcoming Boyz II Men concert. She even went so far as to suggest painting her face a dark shade of...well, black. Hahaha when I starting laughing she quickly insisted that she was joking. But I know she wasn't!

Anyway I'm gonna take advantage of this warm weather before it turns dark and the windy, windy conditions pick up (as has been forecast) and take KJ down to the park. So the moral of today's blog? Take a step back from your stresses in life, enjoy the sun and don't forget to have some fun along the way!

The Raven-eating Dog

Apart from a late one last night I had one of those abstract dreams but I can gather where I got some of those images from.

I was in this park, kind of like the Jells Park Wetlands and accompanied by my dog KJ. The sun was setting and it was beautiful albeit surrounded by an ominous dark purple skyline. There were clouds brewing but the last of the sun's rays filtered through which looked amazing. The scene was somewhat similar to that of Matrix Revolutions when Neo and Trinity head towards the Machine City and it was really dark and dank. (I watched the last half of it sometime last week on Showtime). It was cold in the park and I was waiting for Anna to pick me up while playing with KJ.

The next part I remember was KJ fighting some magpies and then fighting a raven. No prizes for guessing where that came from in regards to reality. For those of you who didn't hear Carol's story last night, she saw a raven kill a pigeon by pecking it to death outside ICT yesterday. Anyway, I was really scared they would peck KJ's eyes or something long lasting so I willed (yes, I can control bits of my dreams at will muahahaha) KJ to slaughter the birds. He then shoved the head of the raven into his mouth (ala snake swallowing styles) and looked like he was struggling to down it. He managed to fit half of it in then this fluorescent green goo (like that slime stuff u buy in toy stores) seeped out of his mouth which I interpreted as bird blood.

Hmm anyway I attribute this warped dream to some funky clams in XO sauce at West Lakes and a 3:30am bedtime. Lalalalalaaaaa...

Rant

Yeah, I've got nothing in particular to say but since I haven't blogged for a few days thought I'd share what's been happenin' in Greg's World, party on, excellent woowoowooowwooooo (Wayne's World).

I've resumed my soccer gambling ways. Is this immoral? Hmm not sure I'll have to confer with the judges on this one, but I guess it's harmless, I'm not addicted or anything. Every week or so I put (or aim to anyway since the EPL season just started) a couple of bets down on the easier matches. I should've started last week but I was a bit lazy/unsure. I was looking at having a punt on a coupla doozies ie. Chelsea v West Brom and Arsenal v Fulham. The 4-0 and 4-1 scorelines validated my instincts and I guess I'm now ruing the missed opp. I think there's a decent one this weekend with my team Man U v Newcastle who are going C-R-A-P. The odds are 1.55:1. I'm looking at putting a deuce down which means if things go my way, I'll be in for a $5.50 win.

In Uni news, I got confirmation that I received credit for four of my Commerce subjects I did in first and second year because I was only doing IS at that stage. The funny thing is, when I handed the form in to the lady, she fully spat the dummy and went on about how late the form was (after I told her it was my final semester) and how she was going to reject the application and what not. I got really hot under the collar myself but really restrained myself. I was really pissed off, I had just come to hand in a form, maybe ask a few questions and she went ape! It was so unnecessary, while she was doing the stern scolding I was thinking "chill the f**k out b**ch!" When I walked out the door I muttered "bitch" loud enough for her to hear it. Even though I was expressing my shock at being suddenly attacked I still wished I was cooler than that. I was slowly reaching that boiling point when I walked out the Babel sliding doors but reminded myself that this was an example of God's little tests. The anger dissipated and I felt good afterwards because I didn't give a second thought about it - afterall, if I was affected for the rest of the day, that lady would've won.

Anyway for some reason I knew she was full of s**t. I told someone else later that day about the events and said that I knew I'd get the credit for those subjects. Today I got a letter in the mail saying I got credit for those subjects so I still dunno what that lady was on about. My first feeling was to rub it in her face and go "yeah, rejected my @$$" but yes that's bad too.

So that's about all...gotta get ready for another round of the YG. Laters yo!

The Marmota Monax

How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

A woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.

BUT

Sorry to break it to you guys, the groundhog (as it's more commonly known) can't chuck wood!

SO

The amount of wood that woodchucks would chuck on a given day varies greatly with the individual woodchuck. According to a Wall Street Journal article, New York state wildlife expert Richard Thomas, found that a woodchuck could chuck around 35 cubic feet of dirt in the course of digging a burrow. Thomas reasoned that if a woodchuck could chuck wood, it would chuck an amount equal to 700 pounds.

So there you have it people. 700lbs.

C C-word - C-word = C

I've found a new passion.

sv w/drawal, CK, LL^3 & co. wonder abt drubs re tasU. mm still uber yit. gon missles f-dig @ eom. o-key P me O - always deuces n randoms e/where. PO'ed early from uni today. Piked on X yest too =(. =) abt MU this w/e. Worried abt eoy trip funds - smkt option? Bought TD for gf today - likes? Waterboy @ $dix too! 20! As in "He shoots, he 20s!" NFI wrt all subjs - need to study! On that note gtg.

Being cryptic as a result of shorthand.

Ann's 23rd

Browsed and surprised to see out of about 13 ppl who made it to the "final stage" of Ann's bday last night (of which about 9 (?) of us have blogs) only Ann seems to have posted about it all. No doubt she had most of the dirt to blog about though hehe reflux x 3!

Mm I won't ramble, but last night was pretty cool, first time in a while there was alcohol and the humourous s**t-talking. The verbal jousting (different kind for you durrrdy ppl out there) was coming thick and fast (not even gonna bother) with Frank being the usual target, attacks being made on his credibility and entertaining stories about his alter-ego philandering and narcotic-dealing activities. It was great! Haha...

Another highlight for me was the reminiscing (I think it's a Chops thing) about the days of yore when our perverted young minds (although creative I must say) came up with events such as the "Yob BBQ" which included "spatula branding" and other things misogynistic hahaha!

Then the concluding activity, of course, involved eating meat. And not just any meat - KFC Wicked Wings. A few of us took it upon ourselves to divulge and bought 50 (yes 50, not 15 as the young cashier initially thought, I mean, 50? That's preposterous!) pieces of the crispy, oily goodness. Admittedly, I myself wasn't up to the challenge and only had five but to the guys who went hard with the 50 pack, kudos to you! A special mention must be made to Bex who had more WWs than the boys, although it could've been because it was her first time (shock, horror!) and if I could describe experiencing the chickeny love for the virginal time it would be both divine yet...devilishly tasty. Mmm...

M.E.A.T.

"I have a confession my friends, I'm no fool..."

Well I'm more like a fiend. A meat fiend.

I've come to realise that I eat a hell of a lot of meat. I guess I'm in good company though (basically everyone at pork patty day). I think you can actually have too much meat and overdose, something about too much nitrogen or something? (Any thoughts Dr. Chops?)

So anyway after pork patty night last weekend I tried to (foolishly) abstain from meat until last night (b/c I knew we were going the keb van in Donny after YG) and I think I did quite well. Albeit I did have meat every single day this week, I didn't have the portions I normally would have. I was quite pleased, so I did the natural thing and rewarded myself with, yep you guessed it - MEAT!

I love being a carnivore...

Ten Things I Dislike About You

Need...to...vent...

1. When you're the only person at home, there is no need to have all the lights in five different rooms on while on the computer and the TV turned on at the same time. More so when you're a homestay student living in someone else's house.
2. If you're going to ask me for a lift, at least ask before I drink my ritual pre-going-out-and-then-out-the-door glass of water. And don't give me a "What a tighta*se" face when on top of that I'm running late for Uni and your uni is out of the way for me.
3. Please don't put all your weird books and printouts from Yahoo! searches on the toilet sistern. I know you take ages in the loo and need something to entertain yourself but I don't appreciate Taoist indoctrination when I take a crap.
4. On the subject of toilet etiquette, I'm a guy and there are some things I never want to know. Leaving "woman stains" on the toilet seat and having an open bin with used pads exposed, well that s**t ain't right. In Australia or any other country. Furthermore, there is a ludicrous amount of hair in there. The only thing allowed to lose that much hair is a Wookie.
5. Australia is not out to get you just because you're from overseas. The education system is fine, I totally disagree with your stance that your Media lecturer is neglecting his duties by not helping you with the grammar and spelling of your thesis. He's a MEDIA lecturer, not an English teacher.
6. Complaining to my parents that I was on the computer all night so you couldn't use it doesn't make any sense. And it's dodgy. Firstly, it's my computer. Secondly, you have your own laptop. Thirdly, if you really needed to use it, just ask me!
7. This one is a bit more petty but your requests are getting sillier and sillier and I'm just averse to helping you now. You've lived in Australia for almost two years already, making a phone call to Immigration to ask about documents can surely not be out of your grasp...? I don't see why the heck not, you asked me to make the damn phone call.
8. It's okay if you ask me to use my mobile phone because I have "Yes Time" on Optus. However, an issue arises when you proceed to ask me every night I'm home for the next two weeks. I know when I'm being asked a favour and when I'm being used.
9. Carrying on the victim mentality annoys me. Especially when you bitch to me about my parents getting on your case for being forgetful and leaving the key in the front door, forgetting to lock the back door/turn off the central heating when you're the last person to leave the house and having the TV on really loud when you're watching at 3am in the morning when others have to work early in the morning amongst other things.
10. When I walk into the bathroom after one of your showers, I don't expect to swim in. The shower is meant to be taken in the shower chamber, not on the bathroom floor. How you get that amount of water outside still confounds me. Even so, at least mop it up afterwards.

Some of you may have met her already, though some of you only know her by alias, "Stalker #1" (long story, ask Anna or myself in person next time). I think the term that people at Church use is "grace-grower." At this rate I'm seriously gonna have enough grace for the whole congregation. Arrgghhhh!

Cop Out

You know what's a cop out? Something that has pissed me off over the years so frequently that I learnt to get used to it and now I don't care anymore but sometimes still irks me and it reminds me of my inner frustration with it Advanced Hair yeah yeah!

"So what did you do today?"
"Mm...nothing"

Bulls**t! Nothing? NOTHING??? I think the only time I would take "nothing" for an answer is if someone just woke from a coma and I asked them,
"So what'd you do in the hospital for six months?"
"Nothing."

Even that's a lie because they could've elaborated on how they don't remember anything except maybe seeing the white light. But honestly, I would much rather love it if someone replied "I woke up at 7:13am from a sexual nightmare, then went back to sleep until my alarm woke me up at 9:52am for an 11am Corporate Finance tutorial which consequently I missed because I turned off my alarm only to wake up at 11:01am. Then I got out of bed, left foot first, went to the toilet then washed my hands and brushed my teeth quickly so I could hop online to check my email as I was waiting for someone, ANYONE to email me because I'm so lonely and bored can you tell? I surfed the net for approximately 43mins which included sites such as (insert here) then decided to begin some homework so went back into my room and sat at my desk for 40 seconds thinking about what I have to do, then proceeded to clean my desk...then my room, then vacummed the house, oh mother would be so pleased! Anyway after doing that it tired me and I sat down thinking about how housecleaners do it for a living, which led on to me daydreaming about having a big house and no one to clean it, similar to that in the movie "Cheaper by the Dozen". I imagined the kids running amok and then remembered Tom Welling who was the oldest kid and also plays Clark Kent in Smallville which I loovveee, did I mention he's a hottie? So thinking about Smallville for approximately another 12 mins recapping episodes in my head, I meandered on to pondering "I wonder who else watches this show and experiences the joy I do while watching?" and then I remembered how my Tax Law lecturer gave us tutorial questions with companies including "Luthor Corp" and "Clark Kent Enterprises" which I thought was waaaaay cool, then realised, "Oh s**t! My Tax Law homework questions are due tomorrow!" and proceeded to do them for the rest of the day, snacking in between on these quality oat cookies they were giving out for free to IKEA staff because they were overdue and before you ask my boyfriend works there. So naturally I got bored of homework and decided to pop online again to see if anyone worth talking to and voila! I saw you! So we talked about how you were and what you got up to, including work and playing golf then you asked me what I did today and here you have it! So yeah, today I kinda did nothing..."

See now that wasn't so hard was it?

Cold, Cold Day

Morning to you all.

I can't believe I got out of bed (willingly mind you) at 8:45am this morning! That's just ludicrous, unheard of in my world! I think it's the result of my early night last night - I slept at 12am! Aside from that I think other factors like waking up at 7:30am for 9:00am starts the last two mornings for 306-302 Enterprise Performance Management and work respectively have readjusted my body clock.

Anyway, HOW COLD WAS IT YESTERDAY?!?!?! The answer starts with an 'F' and ends in cold...

I remember getting into the car dreading the drive down towards uni, through the city then on another few kms to Albert Park because it was so damn cold. I then heard on the radio it was something like 4 degrees when I pulled up at work and that there might be a chance there would be snow in the CBD! Although it didn't turn out that way I prayed that I would get to see some snow, that would be one for the ages. Later in the day while driving to get something printed off for work, the radio weather announcer said that there'd definitely be snow flurries in South Melbourne! And I was just next to South Melbourne! But alas, 'twas not to be - lunchtime around 1pm I walked outside and the sun was streaking through. Stood there for a few seconds and felt the rays really warm me up, which meant no snow for me this time. Awwww...

Anyway, I still enjoyed the rest of the day, I think I realised sun is better than a dank, overcast day anyday, though it would've been really nice to get some snow. I got home and saw pics on the news of outer towns covered with a blanket of snow! Aw that would've been so sweet! I shouldn't complain though coz when I get to NYC it'll be in the midst of winter, snow and all, and there'll be cause to celebrate what with Christmas and NYE around the corner. Ooo can't wait!

Mm anyway it's only 9:15am now, might squeeze in a couple of Smallville eps! Haha omg I've seen 14 episodes in just over 2 nights. At about 45mins per ep, by my calculations that equates to 10.5hrs of Clark Kent and Lana Lang action! Maaann, I really need to start studying. Hmm but not before I squeeze in one or two more eps before I leave the house! Latersssss

Thief!

Saw something interesting today, while at the Uni newsagent getting my paper, saw some fob-looking chick with a newspaper get stopped by the newsagent lady for not showing her newspaper card. Girl fishes around for it in her bag, and pulls out a pencil case, holding it up like the newspaper card! The newsagent lady turns for a second to serve another customer and the fob-girl then fully does a runner! Haha it was the funniest thing I've seen in a while, you should've seen how quick she got outta there, she really slinked it, the full bob-down a little and then ran off!

A few questions came to mind after I stopped chuckling.

- Do you really need a newspaper so bad that it's worth stealing?
- If you needed a newspaper, surely you'd have some friends who had a card.
- What was the deal with holding up the pencil case??

As evidenced, these and many more questions may go unanswered until the end of time. Till then, I'm just going to accept that fobs are just...odd.

Early Morning Update

Yes it's FULLY LATE AS, like past 3am! I'm still working out silly Corporate Finance crap like tax shields on leasing and reading up on warrant valuations omg! Yeah, so I guess a fair bit of time was spent on MSN chatting to Frankus about Arsenal v Chelsea which I was watching LIVE while kinda doing Corp Fi and semi-surfing on Friendster believe it or not, after someone kept asking me why I hadn't logged in for like 2 mths (coz it just ain't my bag man!).

Anyway today was a good day, after service I had to rush off to Norman's farewell lunch in Richmond. Even though Garry and I didn't know many ppl there, it was still good to see Norms off to Canada for semester 2 and then all of next year China to learn Mandarin! Talk about determined! But yeah, lucky for me I'm meeting up with Big N in NYC so it wasn't that emotional. Maybe it was for Garry coz he won't be seeing Norms for a good 1.5 years! Hmm methinks it might be a different story when we part ways after New Year's in Times Square later this year, coz I'll sure as heck miss Norman's rowdy banter, contagious passion for success, words of wisdom and his guiding Christian counsel.

Hmm well that's the roundup for today (or yesterday) so it's now back to the leases!

Direction, or Lack Thereof

Had a good one last night, enjoyed YG coz I was a "vocalist" (as opposed to "backup" as Vic puts it so as to not imply you're merely 2nd rate) and Alvin chose a few songs I really like! It was also cool that Quocs, Guacs and Steve came too. Had a really chill session with my group talking about what's hot and what's not in terms of movies. Now I'm gonna try and check out "Team-America," "Baseketball" and "Dawn of the Dead" (although there was some controversy about that last one hehe). After YG ended up goin Pannies with Q and S and came up with a good, cheap solution to drinks - buy two pints of apple cider, order a jug of water and split between 3. Haha SO asian! After Pannies, guys came over to watch the cricket in which I fell asleep for most of it, and as of 2:30am this morning we were trailing by 99 runs.

So, boy oh boy, had a talk with a few people over the last week or so in regards to direction in life and I've come to discover that a lot of people don't have any.

I guess this comes about from my own personal directionless self and realise, after five full years of doing Comm/IS, maybe I don't want to forge a career in accounting or finance and definitely not IS. Maybe I should rephrase 'forge a career' to 'spend 30 years.' So anyway, people are changing courses, dropping courses, taking on more studies, just bored in general with life at the moment and while it's a bit depressing that people are all over the shop, I find solace that I'm not alone. Mind you, there have been those 'success stories' of people finally finding what they want but is it me or is it just a recent phenomenon that we don't really work that out until maybe 5 or so years after starting Uni?

I guess what I'm trying to get at is there are a fair few of people who, during Year 12 half-know what they want. They apply for their course, probably get in, spend the next few years doing that (while having some doubts along the way - although don't address it and pass it off as time wasting) then come to realise in the final year or so that it wasn't for them. I believe there are two sides to this story, the first being negative (ah the perennial good news, bad news first?) and summed up by "Stupid, stupid stupid! I wasted five years of my life!" or, positive, "Mm, at least I now know what I don't want so I can try my hand at something else."

Hmm another thing that I came across during these conversations was the fact that a lot of people didn't want to work - regardless of what job it was. They will work and do it willingly but in their Utopia, it'd be career-free. And I totally agree with that. In my perfect world, we wouldn't have the need to have a job for the sake of having one out of pride, money or power. If that were to exist, I guess there wouldn't be any commerce. I know that if I this were a reality I would still have projects but I definitely wouldn't tie myself down to one job or career. I'd have fun for sure, but I'd still have the innate desire to do something useful in life and I while would say help the poor and feed the starving, it wouldn't exist in the Utopia since there would probably be no inequality. The caveat to this is that yes, there are people out there who have perfectly fulfilling jobs already, but what I'm getting at is most people want a range of different jobs so as to not get bored and not be so dependent, financially speaking, on that one narrow job.

I can only pray that we all find our purpose in life but having said that, today is mine and Anna's 3 year anniversary. I guess there's direction in at least one aspect of my life. Happy Anniversary baby! ;)

True or False?

Had my first Principles of Marketing tutorial today with Dave and I must say, one of the more enjoyable tutes I've had in a while (who am I kidding, all tutorials have sucked!).

Anyway our tutor, Alexander asked us to state five things about ourselves but make one untrue. Realised the ethnic diversity in the class including a Vietnamese girl, Japanese chick, half-Chilean dude, chick from New York and a girl born in Dubai, but mainly found out some pretty interesting things about people;

Alexander our tutor...
- is a member of MENSA
- had a girlfriend who is an Indonesian movie star
- had someone killed (without his knowledge)
- won $60,000US from playing games
- bribed top level management of Petro (huge oil company)
- did NOT dive 106m below sea level - he later told us it was more like 40m

Dave...
- had a shard of glass stuck in his ear for years
- walked across a set of traffic lights in a g-string
- busked in Southbank doing mime
- asked by a construction worker on the train if he'd like to suck his...
- did NOT deal amateur porn in high school (jury's still out on this one)

Mine were pretty tame in comparison...
- never broken a bone in my body
- was a ballboy at the Australian Open
- played the drums, piano, saxaphone, guitar and violin
- have three dogs, Kevin, Kevin Jnr (KJ) and Kevin Jnr Jnr (JJ)
- have nine trophies with eight of them being tennis ones

For most of you, it's pretty obvious which one the fake one is so here's a set made specially for you smarty-pants out there. Choose the false statement about me:
- watched Pulp Fiction 23 times
- remember 40+ ppls' birthdays for no reason at all
- committed credit card fraud
- won the spelling bees in Grade 5 through to Year 8
- served Tara Moss, Julie Andrews, Madeleine West, John Elliott and John Brumby during my years at David Jones
- attempted to steal (I prefer liberate myself but whatever) the student time capsule at Xavier College
- walked from the former Salt nightclub to Kew Junction after clubbing one night

Power Trip

Anyway just finished my tax return. Waited on the Medicare statement and found that I didn't spend over $1500 in medical expenses, so wasted 4 days waiting for it. Dang 'n blast! (Fantastic Mr. Fox?) So many different options and little points to overlook, I reckon I didn't put a lot of stuff in coz I cbb really. Oh well, I guess that's what the tax audit is for, I cbb doing it so they get paid to check if I did it right. The only thing that worries me if they think I tried to dodge the system and fine me for it. D'oh!

Also saw something interesting today; a cop at an ATM. It may not be odd to you but can you see the irony?? It's like watching someone from the mafioso line up for a Big Mac. All that power, but useless and just like the rest of us suckers. I guess it isn't that common, I'm sure the 5-0 need to get cash out sometime, like for donuts at 7-11 (heehee okay cheap shot). For me personally it would make so much more sense if the cop drove up, pushed in front of the queue, shot the crap outta the ATM, took all the money he wanted and drove off.

And then stopped to arrest a little kid for littering. Now that I could understand.

Stuff

Mm, I was told yesterday my blog isn't personal enough. And by personal I don't mean telling you guys that I line the toilet seat with toilet paper...even at home! Oops.

Anyway, what that person meant was the blog doesn't sound totally like me, her exact word was "restricted" which I understood as "inhibited" because somehow I don't talk about stuff that I like...? Mm yea I kinda don't get it but I kinda do so I'm just gonna write about whatever comes to my mind regardless of how weird and zany. Perhaps as odd as that Love 101 post I did not too long ago. I think the general jist is to blog about A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G even if it bores the crap outta y'all cozzz...it's my blog I guess!

So yesterday in my Corp Fi tute I noticed my PASS tutor use some interesting words:
- pear-shaped: the idea that something has just gone to s**t eg. "She was fine until she married a Scientologist and her thinking has gone a bit pear-shaped. Now she believes aliens implanted humans here on earth."
- crud-bucket: in a word, crap. eg. "The three hour EPM seminar is a crud-bucket of a class"

As I was thinking about these interesting terms, I remembered in high school we used the term "pill" to describe someone's haircut like, "His pill is really gay," pertaining to a fresh haircut. Wonder where that came from.

Hm yeah, so anyway I thought that was interesting.

Goin On

Where: New Commerce Labs on Bouverie St
When: 1:55pm
Why: Break before class at 2:15pm

Haven’t had lunch and missed two classes this morning at 10am and 11am respectively, the latter being a Corporate Finance tutorial – poor effort! Day started with a bit of chaos, mum stressed me out wanting to scan info for a Section 32 (anyone doing Real Estate Finance? Law?) but no one knowing how to use the 3-in-1 printer since I only use it to print and photocopy.

Anyway I must say I had a really lax day yesterday which I thoroughly enjoyed. I've made a pledge to try and go back to tradition and try and make Sundays more a day of relaxing - one of the most significant steps so far was the decision to quit DJs and work at RED because I no longer have to work on Sundays.

More than that though, I've also decided to try and use Sundays as a time to reflect and actively do something about what I think is important, mainly educating myself about my faith in particular opening up the Bible and reading other Christian literature.

So back to yesterday, church service was pretty good on the whole, I was expecting it to be drab and weary to be honest ever since I heard that we would spend one hour watching Ps. Rick Warren (author of the Purpose Driven Life) introduce the book in the simulcast. I think this impression came from the 20min first week video that I watched two weeks ago with other cell group leaders in preparation for the 40 days because it was really dry.

Like I said though, it surprised me that I actually took the messages home from yesterday’s instalment and at one point I almost got teary when Rick was talking about his father.

After church I went to check out this warehouse sale on musical instruments and other items with Anna down in Richmond. Got there to find out that all but one drum kit already sold, although I did end up buying a CD-ROM on drumming.

In the evening went to Ian’s to poker it for the first time (after piking so many times) with regulars David and Frankie, and surprise package Isaac as well. I played over-cautiously and ended up coming 3rd of 5 then went to dinner at Bob’s Kitchen in Glen Waverley. Had a very interesting conversation with Texas Hold ‘Em compadres D, F and I over Shanghai noodles.

Anyway just wanted to share my chill day yesterday but I gotta scoot – go the quick lunchies then off to class! I hope that today, 1st August 2005 is a special day for y’all! Yee-haw!