tooth soup

I am getting new t-shirts from thinkgeek.com:

Unfortunately the shipping costs are quite phenomenal (enough to almost buy two more shirts) and thus I am sharing said costs with Andrew – who will no doubt tell you of his purchases in his journal.

I had the disgusting job of cleaning up a bag full of potatoes (Po-tay-toes! – Samwise) that had gone rotten in our pantry. I swear that ’til this day I had not appreciated the sheer potential for potatoes to cause shock and dismay. Never again shall I underestimate our humble starch-filled friends. And I deposited them in our newly acquired bin (you have no idea the difference that makes Cian).

Pretty much my entire weekend has been spent sitting in this here chair and typing up freakin’ homework for various subjects that once again have synchronised their respective assesment timetables in order to make us student’s lives hell. Luckily though I haven’t minded this all too much, because sitting down is all I can really do as a result of my malign back giving me curry. You may recall my account that I ran all the way from Curtin to here…on concrete. I actually remember thinking while doing it that it’s probably going to cause some hurt somewhere, but this was balanced by the fact that the footpath was well lit and Cannington ain’t the nicest place to be out in on your own after 12.

Ooh, the clan had a war yesterday with [psR] and we totally thrashed them. For those CS:S fans among you (even though I know there are none) the map was de_dust2 with 15 round games after which we swapped. We started as CT’s and won the rotation 11-4 and repeated that score when we switched to T’s. I was happy with my CT performance but damned if I didn’t become the human distraction on the T’s. I really did do a good job of pulling people out of hiding long enough for them to kill me and then die. Oh well, if it helped I don’t mind.

Okay, well I have procrastinated enough for now. Back to the books my friends,
Teh P.

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