Or in less abstract terms, the price of a Shimano LX rear derailleur and a new bike chain. Damn that sucks the monkey. I think that basically maxes out Mr Credit Card, but it gives me a functioning bike, so I guess it's ok.

How packed can one day be? The correct answer to that question is "packt like sardines in a crushed tin box" for the full 10 points, or you could have said "rather packed, old bean" for five points, or "FUCKIN' A DUDE" for negative three points and a scornful look.

I'm not too sure about this whole waking up early (10:30am) thing... It's not really my style. All that sunlight can't be good for my skin. But it is good for my real-world productivity levels. Bike fixie, Centrelink visitie, Book buyie, Client visitie, Jum visitie, these are all stupid made up sentence fragments, but all describe things I did today. It was huuuuuuge mon, you should have been there.

Ahem.

Now. I'm really excited about something, and that something is the SpankMeSilly Camportal. Actually it's Jason's inclusion in the portal, for he is a god of typo, and I would like my humble stylings to contain even a ten millionth (that's like 10^-8 or something, I forget) of the typographic goodness that his do.

What else... there was something. Oh yes, the book. I bought another Neil Stephenson book today. Neil rocks out with socks out, or something, but on paper, with letters and stuff. Y'know that thing, with the plot, and it's like "wow, and then it's like all "boom" and you go, "yeah!" And it's like "whoo!"

Well Neil does it better than just about anyone. Yeah. Zodiac! That's the name of the book.

Now Jum and Krissy are here, so I have to go eat food with them now.

kthxbi

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