So, guess what I ate for dinner tonight!
No, not crabs.
Nope.
Nup.
Not even close!
Look, we're not getting anywhere here, I'll just tell you...no, not baboon infested termite mounds, that doesn't even make sense.
I ate BURGERS, home made, Josh made, fatty burgers. Full of way too much patty, perfectly crisp bacon, and other proteins to delight the tongue and enrage the arteries, with a touch of HP sauce and a slight hint of lettuce.
Ah, my lovelies were wonderful this evening.
So, Robin an I had breakfast at Blu this morning.
Scottish bag pipe players played outside.
My head rings.
No one smokes inside, so, you know, thus the picture.
Fear not, articulation may yet return.
Until then, enjoy the bliss of the unexpected.
Doo Hickey
That's what I'm a-talking about.
Sorry, I mean that's what I'm experiencing. If buggery were burnt, it'd be at least as burnt as this.
To me, C/O my mail client, from Robin: Sunshine and puppy dogs, together at last: canine sun-rockets!
"Clean dogs with a vacuum... in orbit!!1"
I'm going to open a seafood restaurant and call it Crabs!, the by-line will be Itchin' for seafood.
I'm gonna make millions!
So, I just woke up.
It's five PM, 1700...That's quite late.
Anyways, I'm thinking of going back to bed soon.
Hopefully will be normal tomorrow, as must travel to Sydney to drop one sister (Jessie) off at art school, then pick other sister (Sarah) up from airport the next morning.
I imagine that mes parents will realise that I could pick up Jake (our dog) from Cambeltown some time just before I can leave on Tuesday. Eeech.
Anyways, sleep is a-callin'.
Buh buh.
Trip is over.
Writing on my new 12" Powerbook, connected to some wireless network.
Oh, I have a powerbook.
Heh heh.
Must sleep...more another time.
Yep, Switzerland.
Italy is done now, was good. Switzerland is not nearly as cold as I'd expect.
Snow capped mountains, crystal clear water, knives. Beautiful.
Oh, and of course, chocolate...
Home soon, will miss travelling, but will enjoy my own bed. Will also enjoy not feeling like I need to be doing something, so as not to waste my time.
There will be lotso telly.
Weirdness last night. Drunk man? I don't know, I really don't. Alls I know is wead-ness.
What else? Lots of things, but Sarah is sitting next to me and wants to go, so I won't write anything more.
She doesn't actually want to go, she just doesn't have any 'net time remaining.
Silly Girl!
New Year's Eve in Freiburg was very cool.
We walked out to a prominent part of town (the gate to the old city), and placed fireworks in the middle of the street and set them off.
Cars were trying to drive around us, though most stopped when they saw missiles firing into the sky above, exploding in bursts of green light.
Wow.
Anyway, in Italy now, specifically Florence.
Great time having, me. Great time.
Happz New Zear Everzone!
In Germanz, it�s 18�39 at night, and the kezboard is weird. Touch tzping anzwaz.
We (Jessie and I) bought fireworks to the tune of �20, we will light them tonight and hopefullz not blow our hands off.
Happz New Zear!
