Had a wonderful night at Boel's. I'm so lazy that I usually make him come to me, but I should consider going there more because it's like visiting some crazy cartoon that gorges you on candy, pizza, compliments and lub. And Sima with 3 legs who is the neediest creature to ever exist, but I love him as my own infant anyways.
Today was fun, not as much as ^^, the newest edition in my rotation of friends, Caitlyn brought her car again so we drove around places...shopped...cranked "One Night In Bangkok" + windows down. It's really interesting hanging around with a genuine female, since most turn out to be fake or evil..or get pregnant. She's Anglican like me (but practising), farmer's daughter, hasn't had a bf and calls sex "going all the way". I think she's adorable, but very picky..Her ex group of friends were really uptight and everyone at school is calling me a bad influence because I teach her swear words and we hit bottles down at Farmer Smith's with my sling shot.
I also have 3 weeks to come up with some film for media. We chose the "Independent" film. I don't understand that, because any film we made would be technically "independent" considering we're not being produced by anyone?
About ten minutes ago I was looking through this ridiculously cheesy Australia Tourbook I picked up awhile ago at that travel place in the mall. On each page there's some sort of cliche Australian animal doing something absurd like a kangaroo shaking hands with an american tourist and a woman cradling a koala (while smiling thru the pain because it's claws are dug 3 inches into her shoulder).
When I get off the plane (in 2.7 yrs), there had better be a family of smiling kangaroos ready to shake my hand and possibly give me a warm hug before attacking my jugular and kicking me in the face.