Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Jen, I am a confirmed phrase poacher: our welder was being an arse today, so I said "get in the bag, bogan". It felt like an appropriate insult at the time. And if I ever visit Perth, you have to take me to places where I can get really silly masks and other inappropriate gifts!

My new phrase lately is "who stole the jam out of your doughnut?" I've now seen most of Snatch (where I stole that from), but the DVD was scratched, so... I don't know the ending! There is no closure! I have to see the ending now, because I have no idea what happens (don't you dare tell me) and apparently it's great.

Work's busy. This is my 5 minute lunchbreak. Daylight come and me wanna go home!

Zoh, you should just show that town who's boss... by leaving. Before it steals your soul. Before all the vitality is drained and your body is forced to walk the earth like a mindless drone. Which, I've concluded, is the problem with the majority of the world's population: they didn't get out in time.

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