Brian and I went to Myer, and we bought an electric clipper. It was really cheap. I think it’ll pay for itself after about two and a half haircuts. Or shaves, to be exact. Played squash for about an hour and a half. After that, I became Brian’s barber. (The previous sentence was constructed after [...]

Yesterday, I went out. Not to hand in essays. Not to pick up the newspaper. (Although, I did do that.) Not to do groceries. I followed Florence to the city. She opened a bank account at HSBC. I bought a replacement tube for my… err… water pouch? Drinking bladder? And then, I finally found that [...]

My last essay is due tomorrow. Last weekend was good, albeit unproductive. Right now, I’ve just got to push a bit to get myself over the line… (Having just watched England beat the Maoris in rugby, you’ll have to forgive the sports imagery.) Try!