Usual things.

My inane ability to distract myself from doing what I need to do never fails to surprise me. That being said, this blog's very survival depends on it.

So I've got a few things I should be doing at this moment; namely studying my post-grad ca bridging thingy. And while management accounting is a barrel of laughs and excitement, I've found that randomly surfing the web at www.digg.com or www.penny-arcade.com and lets face it, too much www.facebook.com, is far more entertaining. And lets be honest, if your 3 months behind, whats an extra day?

And then there's that whole mobile phone debacle. 2 weeks back in the drunken haze that is Friday night after-work drinks, I happened to 'accidentally' drop my phone while performing the extremely difficult task that is talking into it.

Obviously I was very drunk.

So I've got 1 x broken phone, 1 x old crappy phone that I'm currently using and 1 x semi amusing anecdote about Friday night drinks.

Thankfully my 3 phone contract just expired so I'm free to spend an obscene amount of money on a new phone. Looking at the nokia 6500 but we'll see.

At this point in time I've actually run out of motivation to continue this post. So in the true kjingo tradition, I'm just gonna end it here.

Sorted.

Obviously paragraphs are too much for me right now.

At the point where I know I should be getting ready for bed but yet finding other things to do instead.

The dishes in the kitchen aren't going to wash themselves. If they did that would be quite confusing for me.

Not finding enough hours in the day. Also not finding my shorts when I want to ride home means I have to borrow other people's.

And now that I think about it, that was quite wrong.

So what to do?

Simple really; I'll just get off this couch and get into that kitchen. Clean up. Brush teeth. Wash face. Go to bed.

And then I'll do it all again.

Got new ski pants last week, for no reason besides the fact that they were bright orange. Also something to do with a good waterproofing number and there was a sale sticker on the price tag.

God I'm a slave to the consumer market.

Need to hit the gym more regularly than I am currently (i.e. start going again).

Band of Horses is a really confusing band name but very good music. And Feist. Feist is also good. But my current work playlist is alternating between the Wombats and Indigo Jam Unit.

Nothing like some jazz to get you into the mood of doing tax returns.

And those dishes haven't washed themselves yet. Its a test of wills and I think I'm going to have to admit my defeat to the inanimate objects.

Also beginning to realise that as no-one is actually reading this, I'm just writing for myself.

Feels good.

almost haiku in its simplicity

thursday night,
beez neez beer,
footy show.

'nuff said.

Windy with chance of no communication.

Firstly, lets just gloss over my last post and its complete strangeness. In my defense, it took less than a minute to take the pics with my new macbook, its not like I spent all night photoshopping it.

The weather today was terrible. Managed to ride in in the morning but at 4pm in the afternoon when I looked out from my 30th floor office and saw pretty much nothing besides dust in the air, well I decided that maybe riding wasn't for me. A bit of rain doesn't really bother me, its the chance of getting blown into the river that I was worried about.

Sametime (our work version of msn for inter-office chat) broke down today at work, which actually resulted in less productivity on my part. Go figure.

Thats bout it really for me, think I just wanted to put something up instead of those pics :)

What I did on my 9 month leave of absence

This is me and Joseph the Camel. We travelled together from Melbourne on an early Monday morning to the eastern empire that is Tsing Tsao in north-western China. We tried to avoid the tolls. And we only got 2 speeding fines from Malaysia.



Me on the alien homeworld with Earth in the background. Didn't really know what the place was called because unlike standard hollywood convention, the aliens didn't speak english.



Me v Phaeton; leader of the evil Neo-Sapiens. Ended up challenging him to a game of rock, paper, scissors. Needless to say, paper always wins :)

The camel's name would be Joseph by the way.

Quick one before I head into the slumber world.

Yesterday (i.e. 30 minutes ago) was April Fools Day and I may or may not have sent around a leave of absence email to some friends at work saying that I had been recruited by aliens to go to their homeworld and join their underground resistance movement against the evil Neosapians (random exo-squad 80s cartoon reference there), and that before that I'd be fulfilling my life-long ambition of trekking from Melbourne to Tsing Tsao, China by camel. Yes, a camel. And yes, Tsing Tao is not a location but a brand of Chinese beer.

And sadly some people didn't really get the joke.

I really, really hope that I don't have to walk this back when I get into the office in 8.5 hours time. It would just be sad for all parties involved.

So what should I do? I'm thinking of just overplaying the joke just in case some people didn't get it the first time. Cos we all know that I'm the fool anyway.

Ohh freaky, listening to "The Animals Were Gone" on my itunes and just when I wrote 'fool' in that last sentence, Damien Rice actually sang the word 'fool'.

No seriously, how cool was that?