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I'm totally addicted to Facebook. I have an aquarium for pete's sake! And a pet wallaby that needs petting and feeding. How did this happen? Oh yeah, that's right... I'm not actually doing anything, I'm just wasting time until I can leave!

Nothing much to report. I've sold my bed and I'm going to rummage through all my clothes tonight to see what I want to get rid of.

The World is Cruel

The second I am on holiday I get sick?? What is up with that? I shake my fist at you, cruel fate.

So, I almost missed the plane getting down to Nelson because I didn't really know the time it was leaving and for some reason just made it up instead. And I wasn't right. Kosal and I were just settling down for a bit of time-killing watching planes land (having scared off the two NAKED people who were getting it on in their car right under the freaking control tower!) when I realised I in fact had 4 minutes to get to the airport.

Made the plane; my bag didn't. Sigh.

Quitty Quitty Quit Quit

Handed in my resignation this morning. Man, it felt pretty damn good. And now lots of people are telling me they're sorry I'm going, so I'm feeling the love.

Vodka

It's such a blessing, isn't it? Without vodka and tonic and lime and company (thanks Jamie, for your admirable lack of work ethic) I would go mad.

I'm a step closer to my Taiwan adventure - I've contacted my superannuation people, and requested my voluntary payments back. Which means a little more grease for the wheels! What possessed me to embark on this voyage with absolutely NO money?

Taipei - which is where I'm going

Hey, check this out! What a spooky-assed picture. That big pointy thing in the middle is called Taipei 101 (because of the 101 floors) and I think it's still the tallest building in the world. Bigger than that twin tower thing in KL, and I really like that it kind of looks like a palm trunk. Only without the leaves.

Maybe you can see my new house from here, maybe you can't...

Musings

Finally, something to do at work! And it has the added bonus of being computer based, so The Ginger Weasel (aka my boss) is fooled into thinking I am doing something. Nothing makes the little bastard happier than seeing me sitting at my desk, ostensibly waiting for him to bestow life affirming tasks upon me. If only he knew that 99% of my average working day is email, surfing, and planning my sweet escape.

Oh crap, according to the title I should be musing on something... It's amazing - I talk all kinds of bollocks all hours of the day, but the minute I have an (admittedly small) audience, I clam up. I'd like to tell you guys that I ponder the mysteries of the universe, or what my opinion will be on any given political situation, but actually I was just sitting here hoping that my new undies won't be the kind that my bum likes to munch on.

Life is exciting, is it not?

Debut

Good god, how did I get to this point? I'm barely able to use my cellphone, and I have a blog?? I guess even a blind squirrel gets a nut now and then.