So... I got some calls today. Guess what they were about? You'll never guess. They were all along the lines of, "Somebody called me last night, and I think they knew you because they were talking about you, but they were so drunk I could hardly understand them. Do you know what that was about?" I see you really dished out the dirty secrets, you ( Read more... )

It's not like I eat vegemite all the time, or something. My father sent it to me and I felt guilty not eating it. It doesn't reek half as much as Foreman's day-old half-eaten tuna sandwiches, anyway.

So, who watches Lost, and is it worth starting in on the second season?

Number of times I was hit on today: 9. (And that's not counting the men.)

Who can beat that, hmm?

I'd make a new account for myself, but Foreman won't tell me how. Bloody bastard.

And if I hear any more of those 'wombat' cracks, you'll be sorry.