Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, July 12, 2002

Despite the best efforst of:
  • Virgin Blue
  • QANTAS
  • midnight taxis
  • boot shops (killer boots! Killer Boots!)
  • Russ (keys in the car, with the car running)
  • art galleries
  • commercial television (who wants to get on television and make an idiot of themselves?)
  • public library computers that only let you book in for half an hour, yeah, yeah, I'll be finished in two minutes, I swear...
I am still alive, well, and kicking. Sometimes more than others. I'm also in Queensland, enjoying myself, and I met Elle who is very, very cool. We consumed chocolate. It was great.

Rock over London. Rock on Chicago. I am a goldfish.

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