Stupid wogs WTF. I leave her alone for like 5 minutes and stupid shit like this happens. BTW, no offence intended to the non-Rochelle-rolling people of mediterrenean descent out there. The semi-good news at least is that the phone was insured and she should be able to get a new one by paying a premium of about $100, but that still doesn't make rolling people cool (ie bullshit to 'but since it's insured noone loses'). Other than that she was calmed down by today so things are more OK now. Carl Cox was playing at some party at Metro so we had to wade through a shiteload of post-club clubbers going to detox at Pavillion this morning to get food making ingredients from Coles this morning. Fuck if it hasn't been a very long time since I was one of those trashed-as post-clubbing wasted mofos. Oh well, you miss it and you don't, and I'm fine without these days anyhow. I've got a few humourous e-mail thingies to put up, but damnit if I'm not being a bloody lazy cunt today. Oh yeah, happy Australia Day everyone. For the hell of it I'll insert a 5 minute search very dodgey looking aussie flag.