and then there's Blake (In stereo where available)

Ever since a package came in the mail on Wednesday I've been wondering what some people think about me.

At the begining of the month my brother sent me an e-mail and in the second paragraph he wrote:

"A very nice coincidence has occurred that I now know what to buy you for your birthday."

I couldn't work out the coincidence from the context and enjoyed the mystery.

So the other day my ears perked when I heard a delivery van outside. Whenever I am home and there is a delivery I wonder if it will be for me. It's always that way, even when I've ordered something for myself and have been following the order online.

The package was from Amazon and had two books within. God Is A Woman and The Complete Arseholes Guide To Picking Up Chicks. My immediate thought was that my dear brother thinks I've been single for way too long. Even if this isn't true you cannot blame me for the immediate reaction. I've avoided the guide due the its title but happily read half of God Is A Woman. It's OK. I'll never ever take a book like this seriously though. It's just the opposite of who I am. It's fun to read these things but they aren't going to change me or my somewhat nonchalant way.

Firday I went to dinner at New Orleans. I had some Cajun Lentil soup followed by Chicken Andouille Jambalaya. It was very good but they served me enough to feed two people. It was a struggle. My belly was so very full after half of the main dish.

Afterwards we strolled down the road to have some fun singing at Hit Studio Karaoke Box. There were a lot of new song choices and we used up two and a half hours very quickly. I sang most of the usual stuff - as usual. It feels like a long time since I last went.

Tonight I'm going to Chatters for dinner with Nuala. This will be the last time I spend a lot of money on food for hopefully quite some time. My bank balance has been falling drastically in the past few months because of my ridiculous spending, especially on food.

At 0400 my mind could only think about everything I should be doing today. So to settle the thoughts I got out of bed and proceeded to write lists. One list was everything that needs to be completed in the next month while the another list was how much debt I had collected with various people. The debt list is disgustingly large so from next week I will make an effort to start paying people back.

Dylan Moran is on tonight in the Perth Concert Hall at 2000. Before going to see his comedic efforts we are all apparently going to dinner at Siena's.

I predict fun times in the pipeline.