To Bad Rubbish
Woah! TV TV TV! Going to Perth was like a television overdrive. My poor little iPod is packed with episodes of That 70s Show and Stargate SG-1. And then I return to more new Alias episodes… And then Mum and Dad finally get me the complete Yes, Minister. To think that at one point I was downloading Smallville.
The cheque… remains problematic. Canadians are nice, but difficult to contact, irritatingly enough. So I don’t have my $1,500 on the way any more, in a guaranteed sense. However my savings have almost reached 20″ iMac level anyway, so nothings getting between me and iMackey goodness.
In politics, I notice Labor have switched from one loser to another to lead the party. I use the term ‘loser’ in a factual way, not in a derogatory one, especially since Howard was a loser several times before he, well, won. Frankly, I don’t get politics. Is Beazley really the best they can do? For that matter, is Howard the best we can do? Where are all the charismatic, intelligent Australians?
Apart from me, I mean. I know where I am.
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