I hope.

Jess: That's like the simplest multitasking ever! The kind where you don't have to think about the other thing till you hear a huge "BEEEEEEEEEEP FUCKERS!"

Wow, still March. Is it just me, or is March the month that won't END. I don't know what's going on.

In answer to Jess's question, 133t ski11z allow me to discover incoming google searches. But while we're back on this, let me just say that the web-community is starved for toucan-related information!

Actually, I hate to be the guy who posts his google searches, but they're always good for a laugh so here's incoming searches for this week:

• toucan (enemies)
• nondescript white van
• you have never been a friend to me
• why did you have to go msn names
• How many emos does it take to screw in a light bulb

Best answer to the last one wins a prize!

Hmm. Pandora is too clever! For the last half hour it's been playing me music I like! But music I like so much in fact I already have it on my computer.

Oh, If you're random and you know it, talk to Tom day struck again on thursday with: "ACT THREE: a dishevelled drunkard meets me on the Northern Line"

Where are ya comin from?
What?
Where'd ya get on tha train?
Epping.
Ahww! The Epping?
*slight head shake*
The uni?
Yeah.
My sister's going to uni.
Mm?
Yah she's doing some fancy stuff. But I didnt cos Im a dumb cunt.
Mm.
So what's your degree?
.......Information Technology.
Huh?
Information. Technology.
Wah? One more time?
*loudly so carriage can hear me* Information Technology.
What's that about?
Information, mostly. *Lady behind me snorts*
Where-
This my stop.

Well Snorty, you can roll your eyes and try to exchange glances with me all you like, but I don't see you trying to get Creepy's attention away from me. So I won't exchange back.

Exchange back?

Anyway.

I've been having a kinda shitty day. I got an ouchie. On something sharp. I still don't know what it was. I was running you see. I run fairly quickly (as opposed to that slow kind?). Anyway, I'm not a bad runner. And only when I was across the street and down the road had I noticed what seemed to be a minor scrape against a pole had actually torn apart my tshirt and left slashings on my shoulder!

Anyway, it looked pretty cool. Like I'd been in a sword fight! I wanted to take a photo. But after 20 minutes of driving home it really hurt and needed lots of band-aids. And I was pretty pissed off generally so I wasn't going to amplify that by some prolonged scavenging for a camera.

So. I'm eating yoghurt. Blackforest flavoured. Seriously. Yoplait know their stuff. It actually tastes like some sort of blackforest cake smoothie. And why coffee shoppes, or even the lesser "shops", doesn't already make those, I have no idea.

I also voted today. I really went in there uninformed and it shits me. But I'm too busy learning about computers and their problems to learn about Australia and its problems. I didn't risk giving Labor OR Liberal a 1.

I hope the country doesn't explode.

If/When I start my politcal party, THAT will be my tagline.

You came off a little creepy!

You know, people have been getting my blog by googling for the words "toucan skeleton".

This pleases me.

In other news, I'm back at uni this week. O-week was good fun as usual. I joined a lot of societies whose meetings I will never attend. Good stuff.

It has already become apparent that I've bitten off more than I chew, or even fit in my mouth really, in that I'm taking 5 units. While 4 is all they allow you to do. But the computer let me punch it in, so we'll see how that works out. If nobody sees me for weeks you'll know I've sequestered myself into study or have suffered a nervous breakdown.

The software-project unit that I'm taking is especially fearsome. They've yet to even tell us what company my group will be headed out to week-after-week. The whole thing's an organisational mess, as are most computing subjects at Macquarie, they didn't even tell us how to contact our other group members. It was implied that we should socially engineer this information from the student numbers and the addresses in the "TO:" line of the group emails.

It wouldnt've been easier to, I dunno, write a program to send out that information to us? You teach people to do that all day!

In any case, I'm just glad I'm on top of things at the moment. I was feeling a stupendous cold coming on the weekend before I went back. So I took enough to vitamin C tablets to protect my body from bullets, let alone disease. I've been gradually weaning myself off the tablets with orange Tic Tacs. Blogging was meant to take my mind off the fact I'm on my last Tic Tac. Alas.

The only reason I have time to post this is I left my 3 hour lecture 2 hours early. The air conditioning was on full blast and I wasn't ready for that kind of temperature. I had to go outside. Into the rain. Where it was warm.

You guys would tell me if Thursdays are "If you're random and you know it, talk to Tom" day, wouldn't you? To name a few from last week:

Guy on the train platform who kept offering me cigarettes? You came off a little creepy! Girl who sat down at a table with Emma and I at the bar, obviously not drunk enough to have any excuse to do so? You're totally uninteresting, back from whence you came! Random guy who approached me and said "you look as if you like metal" and had a 20 minute conversation with me about Nightwish? Full marks!

My feet hurt. Yesterday I wore thongs to uni. It's the done thing! You're meant to look like you don't care. And frankly, we don't, so that works out nicely.

But it turns out I had a practical in a laboratory that day. What does this mean, boys and girls who have felt the icy grip of OH&S at their neck before? Yes, enclosed footwear. So with five minutes until the prac begins I ran to Mac centre and procured a pair of very cheap (and the ladeez tell me: also quite ugly) shoes. I return to class in the nick of time for the practical advisor to tell us that "Enclosed shoes must normally be worn! But there is no practical today. Please sign your name and go."

Leaving me with a twitch in my face-punching hand and a new pair of shoes. Anyway, they're comfortable, I might go running in them or something. They're really springy. I don't know why you need to know that. But it doesn't make it any less true. (Words for this blog to live by.)

Quote's at the bottom today! Why, you ask? Why does it matter?

Tom: I bought myself a Macquarie t-shirt. I haven't decided whether it's cool or not.
Sophie: I was going to get a USyd one but it looked too "blah blah blah cheerleaders blah blah OMG".
Tom: Yeah, mine's in the exact font you're talking about.
Sophie: Just promise me you won't wear it to Macquarie. Everyone will take the time to be like, "Tom, WE KNOW."