Saturday, June 24, 2006

COOOOOOOOPES!

So tim and I went out with Coopes on Friday night, one last time before she goes to africa. We went to Chinatown for dinner. We had lots of fun, amy got a bit possessive over the rice crackers, but apart from that we had lots of fun. Well, I did anyway.



Friday Fog

The view from out office window...

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Interp

Ok, so I recieved my quartlerly mailout of interps the other day. And must I say... for all they are going through it is pretty fucking good. They are making some really good statements about CSUSAB and going out all guns blazing. Good on them! They make me so proud... and still with my precious glossy cover.

Anyway. Two things...
1. I was looking at the photo spreads for THREE editions and I did not recognise anyone. Is there ever was a sign to move on, that was it.
2. This would have to be one of the funniest things I have ever seen in interp. Casually hidden under the guise of an article about etiquette is the remark I have circled in the image below. I am so jelous I didnt come up with this.


Monday, June 19, 2006

Erica's Partae






Here are some pics from Erica's small gathering on Friday night. Oooooh. Couple of tributes to a famous Country Target model here too.

ANGUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

Come fly with me






When we were little, my dad used to take us to the airport and watch the planes take off. You used to be able to turn off at the point where the runway crosses over the road. You could almost touch the planes. Anyway, we were in the area so Kate and I decided to watch a couple of boeings land and take to the sky. Botany Bay is manky. It stinks and is a dump. But that takes nothing away from how cool it is that planes can fly.

Update from D.C.



Just an update on what is going on at the home.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Edwina went out.

So we went to the Orient on Saturday. According to Laura, it smells like fart, but I could only smell vomit and unwashed British tourists. It brought back memories of when two guys (who had just been at a wedding) tried to bash Ralston and I for calling his new bride something to the effect of a slut. The only question I have is... where was Whitnall to pick-up all our glasses? Here are some pics.