Went to kick-boxing last night. God it felt goooood to really let go and go mental. I was good, man. Wham! Wham! Smack! Phump! I got to practise on a college-girl (college in Australia is like expensive exclusive dorms for the rich and priveleged) and I think I performed better just because she lived at college, and I hate college. So liberating. At the beginning I nearly fainted though due to lack of fitness and had to leave the room for a while till I could stand up without passing out. There's lots of ab. work too, the instructor is like a boot-camp sargeant and I was impelled to shout out "Yes SIR!" when he suddenly changed his mind and made us do twenty more sit-ups.

The people at Abercrombie St rang me (won't give you the address in case Mark tries to break in) and offered me the room, after I had already said I would move into Rose's. Now Rose has to find more people to move into the room by the weekend and I am officially an awful person for having done this to her. So I want to world to know that I am terribly sorry and it'll never happen again and resign myself to the impending doom of her never coming over for lunch at my new place.

Diet update: Alex and his girlfriend cooked pork steaks last night and offered me some, so I had to eat it. But until then all I had had was the watery pumpkin soup already mentioned, plus a small bag of mixed nuts and sultanas. Going well until the pork. This morning I had two coffees and a bit of a Picnic bar. Milk is really fatty so that wasn't a good idea. Anyway bye!  ¶ 09:44