Hot Town

Today was far to be hot to be wandering around a strange campus. Hence I skipped Magill (Although I passed it on the way to Mawson Lakes) and just settled for sitting at the bus stop. Mum, of course, took the opertunity to inform me that I wouldn't have to wait for buses if I'd learn to drive. Perhaps in three years I'll learn. No desire to.
It was wierd. I got a couple of really nice buses- from here to the city and then on to Mawson Lakes - but then the one back was kinda crappy. It wasn't actually the right bus, but you know- close enough is near enough for me. The real problem was that the bus I was waiting for didn't show up at the city when I wanted to get back. Another guy was waiting for the same bus- turns out we get off at the same stop- when it didn't show. The wind stole his resume and spread it over king wiliams street, including a floppy -_-;; Poor guy. Okay, enough about my adventure with public transport...

It ammuses me when people talk about Australia as the wide brown land. Wide it definitely is, but my Australia tends to be Olive and Dull Wheat in colour. Maybe it's just where I live- I'm sure some people think of Australia as green. Olive and Wheat may be a better description of the colourscheme though, since until you get out into the serious big red deserts, that's the colour. And even out there there's quite a bit of dull wheat, in the form of dried and strugling grasses and other such plants. Of course, as my desert experience is mostly limited to television and Roxby downs and the Lake Eyre area (Pretty speccy when it's got water in it), perhaps I'm not one to talk.

Speaking of talk, there's been some talk about the shuttle disaster. But not nearly as much as I thought. Personally, of course, I'm more woried about that nasty train-wreck recently in which seven people died then the suttle disaster with the same (Or similar- I think it's around seven) death tole. Although worried probably isn't the right word. I'm sure I'll hear more tonighht on the news, along with the shuttle and the war talks, with a brief bush-fire update. The news is making those crappy current affairs programs seem more weak then usual- They seem to be running low on con-people and government officials to harrass. Seriously, I HATE those journalists. I don't care if the people DO deserve it, I feel like frikkin punching their lights out. And I tend to think of myself as a pacifist. Which is why I avoid watching that crud. Any questions?

My scanner remains broken. I want to go inside now, eat, shower... No, wait... Eat, wash the dog, shower, finish my Kai pic, finish my cupe pic, restart the Cat pic... and hopefully stay awake for all of it. That's the dream anyway.

It's hot. I'm hot and tired and I smell bad. Although the last may be a permanent condition :Þ

"There's so many things that you should have told her
But night after night, you're willing to hold her
Just hold her
Tears on your shoulder."
~New Kid in Town, The Eagles
- posted by Washi @ 12:58 pm