Cardboard Sam Neill and Laura Dern flee the looming Diplodocus. Some say the acting is two-dimensional, but I find it thrilling ;)

Today a couple of interesting things happened. Let’s face it, it’s been a while, so I thought I’d share.

I went to the RTA in Liverpool: Home Of The Ugly to have my licence changed to a NSW one. Apparently though, I already had a NSW licence in addition to my WA one, so when they tried to put it through, the computer wouldn’t let them. Then they brought out a senior person to try to do it. (At the RTA you can tell the senior people because they’re even ruder and fatter than the person you first spoke to.) The senior person just looked at me and asked if I was on ‘good behaviour.’ I gathered that she was talking about a good behaviour bond with the police or something, but I said “No, I’m always well-behaved!” anyway so she would have to ask me twice. I am not on a fucking good behaviour bond. Anyhow, it took a call to some dude somewhere who knew how to work the computer properly and they finally put my licence through. Cow Number One asked me to smile for the camera, but I wasn’t in the mood so the photo came out as more of a constipated grimace. Lame experiences at the RTA, hey!

I also went to target and bought some jeans that fit almost perfectly, and for only thirty bucks. That’s a first. Then I went to Big W and decided to try on a matching set of casual shirt and chic woolen v-neck vest, ‘cept the attendant girl busted in on me, sans shirt, while she was trying to get at some stock they’d stashed in the cubicle. It was pretty hilarious actually. I was thinking of witty and suave things to say to her on the way out, but she was lamely on the phone.

OK, that’s all.

First, news: I wrote the first user review of Bleach on iTunes. You think someone would have gotten around to it before me, but nup. I r0×0r.

Now: we were going to have a blog meetup separate from one that’s happening tomorrow. Glen and I were thinking Tuesday night at Kelly’s Irish Pub in Newtown, but maybe Shelley can’t make Tuesday. So that brings me to conclude that the 14, 15th, 21st or 22nd of May are good dates. The other issue is whether anyone will really come apart from Glen and James and me. Cos if they didn’t, it would be pretty lame. I don’t know. Discuss it in the comments and get back to me.

What do I have to report? My stuff still isn’t here and I am so over sleeping on the camping mat that I can’t even begin to explain it. Lack of a desk to work at or a TV to slack off in front of is driving me out of my mind with boredom, and without my bike or my stereo life seems cold and pointless. In short, I am feeling quite negative right now.

On the plus side, I made some Cardboardosaurs. Aren’t they awesome? Looking at them helps me get back my fading sense of humour.

I’m going to Canada in October. Kewlz! Specifically, London, Ontatio, to give a paper at the conference of the Association for Political Theory. I hope it’s not too cold! :(

I’m feeling better from my cold. In fact, I am totally okay. In the end I went to see James and Glen and it was pretty excellent. Glen lent me what I assume is the entire series of Initial D, so I’ve been hanging around and watching that. What else is happening? Oh, I bought a new shirt that is brown with stripes - I think the girls will go pretty mad when they see it.

That’s it really. I will simply repeat the anguished cry that I left you with last time: GIMME MY STEREO. GIMME LED ZEPPELIN AND SOUNDGARDEN AND ALL THOSE SELF-INDULGENT LIVE RECORDINGS BY THE DOORS AND THEN GIMME MY FRIDGE TO PUT SOME BEERS IN. THEN I’LL BE COOL.

Blergh. I have a cold, and it feels like someone is standing on my head. Well, really, I’m getting a bit better now but I had the Wost Ever Night’s Sleep last night so I deserve to bitch about it I think. I was even meant to go and see Glen last night and James tonight but it didn’t happen. Now I have to stay home and watch dvds of Top Gear on the laptop. Boring :( I’ve even watched my downloaded copy of 300 already. It was better than Sin City but still nothing spectacular. (Yes, I didn’t like Sin City. So fucking sue me. I mean, it was just a bunch of old cliches, wasn’t it?)

I miss my stereo. I wanna listen to Superunknown and Bleach and have some beers. Dammit.

Hey guys, I’m writing to you from my new apartment in Cabramatta, Sydney. You may have heard Mish going on about how bad the crime rate is here, but she’s just jealous because it took her two months to find a place and I got one in two days.

PWNED.

That has to be some kind of record. Anyway, it’s a pretty good place. If you look at my flickr (link to the right), you’ll see it has the biggest bathroom in the history of anything. In fact the bathroom here is probably the size of my first flat in Enmore :P I’m realising right now that you can hear the trains pretty well from here, but it’s not too loud - and besides, being only 2 minutes walk from the station is kewlz.

Cabramatta, for those of you that don’t know it, is in the western suburbs of Sydney about 50 minutes train ride from the city. It it hella full of asians, and judging by my whole one day’s worth of experience I think they’re mostly Vietnamese and Chinese. I like this because I am on the short side and people here are more on my eye level. There is a supermarket, a bottle-o and a laundromat. As has been noted, the crime rate is highly controversial with estimates varying from “kinda dodgy, dude” to “I haven’t been mugged yet so it must be okay.” Oh and it’s Australia’s illegal-verge-rubbish-dumping capital, apparently.

Well, it’s time for bed now. I will drop you a comment soon, promise.

OK, tomorrow I’m flyin’ to Sydney. I might not have much internettage for a while, so bear with me. There will be photos.

I hope it doesn’t take too long to find a new place. I know Mish had a pretty crap time finding hers, but honestly I’m much less discriminating. I’m going to look at places in Campbelltown, and maybe also in Cabramatta, Campsie, Canley Vale, Carramar and Canterbury. In fact, I will scour every suburb beginning with C. And also Lakemba. I assume these are some okay places, but if any of them aren’t, please tell me. I don’t know much about suburban Sydney, it’s just that apartments there are pretty cheap and I don’t need to commute much now that my thesis is moving into the final phase. Also, riding a bike in the inner west is a bit suicidal and some nice long backroads would be pretty great for that.

Well, I’m gonna fuss around with domain.com.au until I’m feeling more optimistic or it’s time for tea. Whichever comes first.

See you on the other side :)

My mum had never heard ‘The Song That Doesn’t End’, so I had to sing it to her. She thought it was pretty hilarious. But how can a primary school teacher not know that song? I mean, why aren’t the kids singing it any more? Don’t they still enjoy annoying the crap out of each other?