To those of you who I haven’t managed to speak to for a while, and you all know who you are, I am incredibly sorry. Things have been rather busy for me at the moment. I tried, rather unsucessfully to catch up on all the incredible amounts of work that I had to do, and sort of got some of it done, but most of it still seems to be beyond my reach.

Anyway, you might have guessed by the heading but I finally managed to get myself a DVD burner, something I’ve been longing to get for quite some time now. Combine this with the fact that I also got my hands on a CD that I’ve been hunting down for the last two years and you have quite a happy chappy. That’s were it ends though, my burner still hasn’t burnt a DVD yet owing to the abundance of new software required, and my CD has yet to be played.

I really don’t have anything else of interest to add, other than the fact that I am so worn down with all of this I really am sorry for not updating as much as I’d like. Sorry.

This week I was walking home carrying a rather hefty load of electronics and textbooks, when I was approached by a guy looking very worried indeed. Normally, I get approached by all sorts, most of which seem to have no money and require some for any number of excuses, A typical conversation goes something like this:

Beggar:Hey, I’m a backpacker from Sydney and I have no money, could you lend me a few dolalrs to help buy my some food for me/my family/my pregnant wife/my dying dog?

Myself: Why I’d be happy to help you out, but I have no cash on me, I can however buy whatever food you might need.

Beggar: But, the shop is a long way away

Myself: I have plenty of time, just tell me what we’re buying and lets go.

Beggar: Fuck off.

This suggests that perhaps the said enquirer was not being as honest as he or she could have been, it’s also a nice way of weeding out those who are genuine with those who are, to put it bluntly, hardened druggies beyond redemption.

Back to the story: The guy who approached me was not the normal type. He was clearly very very flustered, well kempt (but of a workers stature and clothing style), clearly neither drunk or drugged in any way. He explained to me that he was a flower delivery guy and his truck had broken down, he lacked the money to buy a gerry can so that he could finish his rounds and return home. He promised me that he would deposit any money that he got in my letter box by the next day.

Now, I was tired, and against my better judgement, I lent him $40, of money that I don’t really have. Needless to say, this money has not been returned. Was I stupid? Clearly he was in dire need of this money, for whatever purpose. Perhaps he put the money in the wrong box? Perhaps he has not yet had the chance to get the money back? Perhaps he was just buggering me the way everyone else manages to.

Regardless of all this, there are no gambling areas nearby, nor pubs, and as I said, he did not smell or act in any way without full control of his senses. I suspect he really did need the money, and I try to justify my loss by thinking that he needed it more than I.

Doesn’t give me back my $40 though.

After what has seemed an eternity, (in reality a week), my cold has finally started to stop gallavanting about in my internals and attempt to find a new abode. I can only try and describe the amount of relief I have in regaining the ability to swallow without the feeling of having to inhale a screwdriver.

No, really. It feels amazingly amazing that I can actually consume liquid or food without this feeling. The real problem now is to avoid the inevitable temptation of swallowing said substances in large quantities.

On the university front, things have been interesting. I just discovered that I also have a survey to fill in, as well as the numerous assignments mentioned previously this may well be the proverbial last straw. Although it looks like it will take all of five minutes to write up

Life wise, things continue to be as usual. I am trying to get back into all the hobbies I cherished so much in singledom, and well, it’s great. Computer games, staying up late, eating really crappy food, life just doesn’t get any better.

Well, since e-mailing people never seems to work, I decided that now would be a reasonable time to create my very own new waste of time. This should hopefully take over from other wastes of time and help other people waste their time in a new but still conventional way.

Whilst I would seriously hope that this erm, (I hate this word), blog is entertaining, interesting, or at least vaguely readable, the reality is that only one, or at the most two, people are going to read it.

Now that little introduction is done, onto my first entry about what is going on in my life in general…