29. In The Cold Cold Night - The White Stripes

Think its been a week since my last foray into this weird and wonderful world of blogs. It really is an amazing network of interconnected computers and people that make up the Internet. And when you think about the Internet's ability to allow a guy from Melbourne to write something that could be read by a complete stranger across the oceans in Brazil (for example), its quite amazing indeed. Equally amazing is when you bump into someone from the Internet realm in the real world. Haha shout out to Leanne.

But that's all besides the point that I want to make.

The last few days have been cold.

Now the overall concept of winter as a season is nothing new to me, but I thought I had a general understanding with it that it would give me some fair warning before it came into force. Kinda like a guest who knocks on the door, rings the doorbell and then asks politely if she can come in. But it just seems that this year, I've looked up from my International Law textbook (fun fun) and I've found Winter drunk, half-naked and lying on my bed shouting at me to bring her another daiquiri.

Why Winter likes to drink daiquiris is quite interesting and might be best saved for a more appropriate juncture of time.

Anyway, its cold and I've yet to come to grips with it. While I am well aware that my preference on this matter it isn't really going to change anything, I'd just thought that all you out there would like to know.

Or not.

Onto something completely different, I've managed to get through 27.5 hours of work this week, get a crappy assignment submitted, attended all my exciting lectures, did some productive study, watched the pies absolutely destroy the cats at the 'G and get a Section snow jacket at 50% off; $250 down from $500 (just in case you couldn't figure out 50% of $500...)

Onwards to sleep.