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look! he’s back

Rejoice; I have returned.

A number of things I find objectionable:

  • Those giant sunglasses.
  • Those things. Havaianas.
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cafe

I find the practise of giving ones name at Starbucks to be somewhat repugnant. Hence I often make up names, referring to myself as (Colonel) Montoya. Indeed, their signature hot chocolate is either delicious or utterly disgusting.

I’m not sure which, yet.

I was mistaken for a Scandinavian today, which given my almost unreasonable love for Europe was very pleasing.

It’s soon approaching the time where we do the weekend happy dance.

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myer

Myer is an absoulute nut-house during sale. I had the misfortune to enter on the beauty products level. I still smell like a mismatch of designer eaus de toilette.

That said, I found a wonderful pair of Italian cotton County Road trousers that fitted me perfectly.  However sticker shock soon followed ($xxx for pants! Pants!), leaving me feeling lustful and dirty all at the same time.

I’ll stop by next week and if they’re still there, buy them. If not I’ll kill an albatross. I hear that’s good luck.

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tonight

A rather exciting event is on tonight; so exciting that is requires a cushion in order to fully cope with it’s immense level of excitement.

The Wiener is in town!

To cater for the people who find paying $200 for tickets somewhat distasteful (or can simple see ways in which the money could be better used), there is a free simulcast to the Opera House forecourt.

It should be good, if the weather manages to stay reasonable. Though, in one way, poor weather might be a boon; the plebeians and philistines will likely be convinced to stay home with some cask wine, no-name cheese cubes watching The Wedge.

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pizza

Delicious pizza. Good.

Burning mouth. Bad.

Ying and yang.

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starch-apus

Pasta! I need want desire must-have pasta. Penne with a spicy amatriciana sauce. And a snow-fall of parmesan cheese.

I’ve been reading an excellent biography of Caesar, imaginatively entitled ‘Caesar’ (by Adrian Goldsworthy). Caesar is such an amazing man for many of the reasons Adrian states in his introduction:

…in his fifty-six years, Caesar was at times many things, including a fugitive, prisoner, rising politician, army leader, legal advocate, rebel, dictator…as well as husband, father, lover and adulterer

It’s hard not to admire him; if I could have a conversation with any historical personality it would be hard to go past Julius. His efforts and achievements are simply on a scale that is seldom seen, now or in the past.

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spam emails

I had 666 items of spam in my gmail inbox.

It’s almost as if it’s a sign.

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