Loads of mags for sale...
Here... loads, I tell thee...

I rearranged the lounge, so now I can look out the window as I while away my days in front of the computer. Stupid WINZ didn't care about how many jobs I've applied for, they just kept going on about me missing the stupid meeting they never told me I had to go to. Then they put too much money into my account this week, but fuck 'em, I'm keeping it as payment for the hours I have to go in each week till they get me a trolley job at Pak'n'Save.

I keep seeing errors in the SKY TV programming guide, and can't work out why I've been turned down for that job like six times. I've applied for everything even remotely related to anything, and can't even get an interview. Nor can my friend Ange, which is surprising considering how brilliant she is at...  stuff...

tariqa had her exam this morning, so wish her retrospective luck and stuff.

I listened to Easy Tiger for the first time in ages last night, and it was better than I remember. I listened to some of the leaked Chinese Democracy this morning, and damn, it's not like old school G'n'R but it's still pretty damn impressive. Why doesn't he just release it already?

Our car just reached 200,000km, and we're celebrating by getting it serviced.