Now all we have is AIDS, crack and techno.

Above picture has no relevance to this blog, except that it was 40 years since Woodstock Festival on Saturday and my jealousy at the people who went and my outrage at the universe for playing the big old trick of birthing me almost TWO generations too late hit an all time high.

Craving for ice cream almost satiated last night, 9 o'clock spontaneous quest for ice cream with T. Cold Rock: shut. Baskins: shut. Not happy. We ended up snacking at Mcdonalds. See, not too long ago we would have been able to grab slurpees and sit in Trav (T's car) at the water tower, in typical hick small town style, gazing at stars and talking about jeepers creepers. However, one of our regular 7/11 Indian buddies (or so I thought) just had to go and ask me to dinner, so it's been awkwardness and slurpiless ever since.

Anyway, it was amazing what a Chicken Snack Wrap and a icey cold, watered down Mcdonalds drink can do for the soul. Chicken soup for the soul? Try Chicken snack wrap and diluted sugar water for the soul.

Today I'm supposed to be re-entering into the real world and hanging out with Olly, he just got his P's and is rearing for the oppurtunity to drive. However, at 9.30, having woken up an hour ago I feel the need to do nothing more than sit in bed. I should possibly clean my den of a bedroom, the floor seems to be MIA.

Hopefully doing lots of good deeds for humanity this week in the form of work for Amensty International. Lots of things have been getting my goat atm, esp the forced eviction of low income families in slum dwellings in Cambodia. I encourage everyone to go to www.amnesty.org, its so so important and what is required is signatures not money so hop to it.

Trying to sort out my uni timetable. UQ signon and all of the accompanying shit is the most complex thing in the world, my hair is already falling out with the stress of all the clashes of my subjects. I'm doing World Religions, Popular Music from 1950's onwards and Power, Politics and Society all of which I am looking forward to intensely.

I am rambling and prolonging my inevitable room clean. Not to mention denying Oliver the oppurtunity to drive. "I've managed to score the car! Got plenty of movies too. And frankfurts!" his text message read this morning. haha.

Ciao pretties

Sunshine,

Jackie x

PS: Disclaimer: I am not vain enough to think that anyone is actually interested in what I have to say about anything. These blogs are soley for my benefit and gratification and my friends get a kick out of it too.