So, here I am. After a month of neglect, I'm back at this blogging business. By which I mean I finally ran out of things to do for long enough that I had to resort to posting random thoughts on the internet. And guess what? It's not even midnight yet! Something must be terribly terribly wrong with the world for this to happen.
Normally if I run out of things to do, I'd be going to sleep. And considering I've got an algebra test tomorrow, that's probably what I should do. But considering I'm being paid $70 to sit and look after the UNSW Sunsprint track from 3am-7am, that's not likely to happen. So instead here I am, trying to waste the time between now and then (some four hours, which could probably be spent productively somehow). So, yeah. No sleep for me tonight!
I really don't have much else to say. I guess the election is on on Saturday. So there's that. I heard a couple of friends were going to play an election drinking game - for every five seats that Labor loses, they take a shot. Meaning that if the ALP wins, then that's a minimum of 15 shots. I think they figure that if Tony Abbott wins, then the world isn't worth living in anyway. I tend to agree with them on that, since Tony Abbott is an idiot.
Okay, I'm really out of things to say now. I'mma just go make myself a cup of tea and find some other way to distract myself from the relentless march of time.
