Oh, and in mo...

Oh, and in more trivial news, Smithy just came home from capoeira practise and chased me around the house with his sweaty T-shirt and pants. How on earth a single person can sweat out a piece of fabric like he can I will never understand. :)

My thou...

My thought for the day: I can't believe everyone I know has a MySpace page. My going opinion was that the whole concept was a big waste of cyberspace, but then I came across Corgan's page and listened to his theme song and decided that I loved the New York Dolls.Oh, and Stel, your photo's cute. :)

G...

Got up at 7:30am to start work, only to enter the 22nd floor and discover that I was the only person there. My supervisor had assured me most emphatically that Easter Saturday was not a public holiday and that I had to come in. He's since gone on holidays and a different supervisor is taking his place, and so I called him at 9am and he said, "Don't tell me you actually went into work." I'm like, well, yeah, I did.So I'm cycling home and witness more of the seriously shoddy driving skills of my neighbours in North Melbourne. Some guy does a U-turn and then runs a red light, and I brake just in time to miss him. Then I'm cycling up Shiel St on the left hand side and there's a woman in a beat-up old blue Commodore tearing down the street, driving on the wrong freaking side of the road! Seriously, I don't know what's with the people who live in this crazy suburb.

Cycling to wo...

Cycling to work at the crack of dawn this morning. At the corner of La Trobe and Swanston (Stella that corner always makes me think of you) and there's a guy driving a big-ass truck, drinking a can of soft drink with one hand, and talking on his mobile with the other. See, you'd think the guy wouldn't have a hand with which to drive, but he nonetheless found a way of running a red, narrowly missing a car, and managed to hoot at me on his way past. (That was my morning example of appalling driving. And, I mean, this guy drives a truck! I thought they only let these people out on Sundays.)

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day to anyone who buys into that sort of thing. Ask me if you want me to buy you chocolates, or something.And Happy Birthday Smiffy, who never reads LJ in the first place.devinjay! Bazza sends his love specially to you. He's been falling apart a little as of late, so have taken him away from the window and started feeding him a fertiliser Mum recommended. Seasol smells like death, but seems to be working. :)