Hello there. On Wednesday night I had a few drinks with Mark. I asked him when we were going to sleep with each other again, and he said never. Never! There goes my backup root. Just kidding Mark. It's not that I hung around him just for sex. I count him as a friend, a friend who I would occasionally have sex with. Well, now our friendship has "transcended" to a new level, no sex, just the occasional meeting at a cafe or pub as normal people do. I can't deny suddenly feeling totally unattractive when he said that though. Such is life. Does anyone out there want to fuck me? You must be

a) tall
b)handsome
c) experienced
d) in the state of mind where you simply can't get enough of me

Sorry Mum

On Thursday night I had a couple of drinks with Rose at the Coopers Arms. Then I bid her a teary farewell as she has gone to Melbourne for three whole days. I am completely devastated and I'm going to set up camp outside her house for a few days still she gets back.

Last night I just chatted with my housemate for a couple of hours and now I'm at my Dad's house (my other Dad not the one in Tamworth). He's watching TV and I'm on the computer (obviously). I just emailed my Chinese professor about making an appointment to give her the new transcript which arrived in the mail a couple of days ago. I was worried that it would somehow get lost in the post or something i.e. the worst would happen, but it didn't, it's safely sitting on my desk at home, oh precious transcript.

Oh, precious transcript
Oh, how I need you
Oh, precious transcript
You are the one and only
Precious transcript

I started reading A Tale of Two Cities the other day. It starts off with a girl being reunited with her father who had spent years and years in jail. My feet stink.  ¶ 15:25