it sound like very much perhaps you need a blackberry handheld device.

we got them at TDC and shit has never been running smoother. yes, though, the shit might be running smoother since we added fibre to our diets? i'm not sure about the mechanics, i'm not a scientologist. i'll consult with andy adams and ritchie smalls, they're running some tests in the lab as i type this.

ok, yes.

cheers.

clare! man your page is so psychedelic -- i can hardly see the font cos the background is too bright :P maybe i'm just too used to black. thanks for the eprops you've been giving me, it's v encouraging! :) do update your blog more... so i can eprop you frequently! have fun at hush tonite... miss you lots!

xoxo kat

how come you are drunk when you didn't even attend the recent TDC function? yes, this is some kind of a problem. perhaps you are having the placebo effect from the contraceptive pill and you are thinking "hmm yes, ok, yes, look, ok, i think that perhaps i'm definitely drunk right now!"

i don't mean to be disrespecting your religious belief sarah, but i don't think you know what it's like, yes, ok, to be drunk, until you have been drunk as a result of attending an official TDC function. it is like getting a hernia in your testicles and having princess mary offer you head all in the same day. yes, ok, you want to get the blow job on your penis, but the hernia is saying to your mind "no, don't do this, i think i'm going to explode when she give me some erections!" ok, this, this much i know is true from my experience one time with this girl called jessica who does arts at melbourne uni. my hernia nearly popped when i see her take off her head scarf and i watch the beauty leak from her face. she was quite a pretty woman.

anyway sarah, i think that this is just some kind of placebo effect like i have been trying to explain here, and you are not at all drunk. really, quite contrary, you don't know what the drunkeness will make your mind and souls feel like until you have drunk like we do at TDC. i never thought i would become some kind of man and grow back hair until i started to drink from the fountain of TDC (the fountain at the royal exhibition gardens, which my friend ritchie smalls urinated in the other week)!

ok, yes, this much is true. i am not giving you some kind of phallus here. ok.

happy hannukah, sarah. i hope all of the dream in your drunkeness comes true. use protection; it's a jungle out there and i ought to know. i had this one time with this girl named jenny (oh jennifer!) and i don't think my kidneys will ever be the same after i inseminated her corpse. sheesh. ok, yes. ouch. i need to go and get some more jack daniels at the moment, ok, yes, excuse me perhaps for a while, for sure.

ok, this is ok, yes.

cheers.

arg youve dropped off the face of this planet...
you are now in another world =(