Happy New Year

Well, I could have sworn that I blogged something last week. No? It really was the 29^th? Oh.

So, what's happened since then?


New Year's Eve

My Lady Friend and I went to a rather nifty little Japanese restaurant that's opened up around the corner. Free sake from 9 onwards - not served in glasses, but in these cute little lacquered wooden boxes which are quite tricky to drink from. Then we strolled down to the Yarra and watched the fireworks. Then experienced the wind shift to a northerly as we walked home through the Fitzroy Gardens. According to the paper, the city's temperature reached a mini-high of thirty-something ^oC at about 12.30am on New Year's Day, which didn't surprise us in the least.


My Car

It died. Snapped a camshaft on the Eastern Freeway. It has travelled it's last kilometre and gone to the great garage in the sky.

(Well, it's waiting for a wrecker to take it and crush it into a cube, but you get the drift.)

Vale Nuffi.


My Housemate

Or more to the point, my lack of housemate. Still no-one in the front room. But I'm talking to people (via email), so I should get someone in soon.


Grogblogging

Heaps of people were there - go see MrLefty or Agent Fare Evader or Governor-General Terry for more details of that night.


Birthday

I turned 30 last week. It doesn't actually bother me at all, which is strange, since I normally have a semi-crisis on my birthday that says I should have done more with my life by now and why have I wasted so much time? (For example, by the time Jimi Hendrix was my age, he'd been dead for three years.) This year, not so much. I think this is because I've finally strung together a couple of good years, so I'm happy with what I'm doing and where I'm going - despite a certain friend buying me a sympathy card instead of a birthday card. (You. Yes, you. You know who you are, and it's not that long till you're 30 too. You'll get what's coming to you, my friend, just you wait. Just. You. Wait.)

I also had dinner with family to celebrate the occasion. Post on the dinner from hell coming soon.




The song that got annoyingly stuck in my head today:
Eyes of the World, (Neil and Tim Finn).