This time it was just too damned hard. I woke up at about 7 and after trying to sleep for an hour and a half gave up and got up. The cricket was on so I managed to resist the urge to make breakfast for some time. Jacob Oram's post-100 rampage was awesome, especially his consecutive sixes off Kaspa. Lovely six from Kyle Mills against Warnie.
Finally, at about quarter past ten I cracked. Bini most likely hit the hay at around six AM, so I left him be. Whisson was showing no signs of capitulation - the silence from his bedroom was deafening. Even a phone call from Yee failed to rouse him. I started to prepare breakfast for two (it must be the Italian mama in my genes).
Today it was four pieces of toast, 3 eggs scrambled (with vintage cheddar grated in, cracked pepper, some salt and a little milk) and a tin of baked beans. Coffee for Lord Malser and a cup of English breakfast for myself. By the time we got infront of the television NZ was all out for 353, a very good recovery from their 5/138.
Alex made a show of gratitude but he was laughing at me on the inside. Ruthless bastard. Tomorrow is Saturday and a whole new beginning. I'll celebrate the Shabbat by waking Alex up immediately after I get up, lying to him about what time it is and claiming breakfast is ready. I'll hide his coffee and cigarettes. Then we will wait, and when he makes breakfast - he'll get his damn narcotics back.
Thanks to Melbourne's unseasonable patch of warm weather, I was able to finish my first two stencils today. Obviously they are a matching pair, one is for my flatmate, Socialist Lousia, and the other is for a good friend, Anita.
The other week Fancy also made a coffee table, so, you know… that's what we did on our summer holidays.
Jewish-Sicilian Army To Sweep Over Nation And Destroy Melbourne
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ACHTUNG!
Be warned mothers - Brett Hirsch and Giovanni Torre will be leaving Perth on the morning of January 5th and driving - DRIVING - to Melbourne.
I have a driving test booked for late November and with any luck by January I will have passed one and completed the other requirements. I am buying a big ol' ex-taxi from my brother. This car will be known as El Monstro - as a tribute to David Mensch. It runs on auto-gas so the trip won't bankrupt us completely.
We will captain El Monstro in shifts. We will definitely be stopping in Kalgoorlie and Adelaide. I am not sure where else.
We should arrive in Melbourne by January 10th at the lastest. Once there we will impose our unwashed carcasses on everyone we know in the city. Gawain, Harry, Kilbot, Fancy D, Curtis T, Davros, Dennis, Alistair - LOOK OUT.
We will spend about two weeks in Melbourne and might just drive to Sydney for a lark while there. Then we will drive home.
GOD PROTECT VICTORIA!
Polling by The Kilbot Factory shows that a whopping 93% of Americans believe that George W. Bush sucks Satan's cock…
Not to scale
… though it still might be some time before we know whether the American people think this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Support for sucking Satan's cock is traditionally strong among Christian and homophobic voters, but this election sees a large number of young voters who are concerned that the president is becoming Satan's bitch… the rest of the world can only watch.
EDIT (9.10pm EST)
America chooses the worst cock-smoker in living memory.
Kerry will (rightly) wait for the final outcome from Ohio, may be have a bit of a flutter in court, but it won't change the fact that the Republicians have increased their majority in both the Senate and the House of Reps, and Bush has increased his overall vote.
And that's about it really. In the semi-famous lastish words of Alfred Packer, “When things get really bad and the world looks its darkest, you just have to throw up your hands and say, 'well, all right', cos it's probably going to get a whole hell of a lot worse.”